The world from my window

It's been hotter than a hot thing in August since we arrived in Corfu. I don't like moaning but it's been too hot. Some of the time, there's just been no air. The pressure's been closing in on my head. It felt like a balloon in a vice. I didn't like it. Then yesterday morning, as the sun came up over the olive groves, you couldn't see the sky, just the outlines of cypress trees on the horizon. Storm clouds were gathering. We had a quick frappe in an empty plateia while Arty gave the local cat population a good talking to. Two friends didn't have much to say to her though when we came home. Arty could tell there was something in the air. And then it came. That's about it. Love Maddie x

Today, as the rain drizzles down and the temperature drops so I have to wear a bodywarmer and woollen mittens indoors, Mr Grigg spots the first British holidaymakers. They are looking downcast, carrying umbrellas and wearing shorts. I do hope it perks up soon. We've got a rotten jacaranda to tackle. In the meantime, hop down under to my antipodean's friend's blog where the weather is getting cooler and a young woman's fancy turns to a guest post by me. That's about it. Love Maddie x