There”s no doubt that my sister Annie is over the moon being here on a Greek island.
From her excitement right from alighting the Hellenic Seaways hydrofoil and then royally riding along the Spetses seafront in a horse and carriage to the steps of the house, I think she”d even undertake the grueling 55 hours travelling door to door from the Gold Coast all over again.
Edmundo did “porter duty” (in addition to his assumed responsibility for washing-up after meals), while Pam and Ken chilled the white wine to greet them.
Irini the housekeeper prepared the octopus in olive oil and oregano and baked a Greek pastichio, which she brought with a salad of greens and baby tomatoes from her garden, and her husband”s homemade feta cheese.
A few bottles of wine later . . . . all slept like babies.