Martina trying out Christos’ Fazer, which brought him from Switzerland to Militsa via the Dolomites, Venice, Belgrade and Chalkidiki! I think we’ll get Martina a green one.
‘The city is Green
Kalamata Bay 13′
One can’t escape the diehard Panathinaikos fans anywhere in Greece…
We pass this guy each time we go to the beach – sometimes in the field, other times under his olive tree. He said to say hello to you, Athanasoula!
Yiayia had these and many more in an old shoebox. There are some real gems here.
Did Pappou Vangeli dress up as an officer specially for this photo? Taken in 1941 at an Athens airport.
Military memorabilia; Laki Gallos as a ‘Fantaraki’, young conscript.
Here’s Laki as a youth again, this time in his wonderful civilian dress:
And here’s another gem: Second from right, Che Guevara, aka Panagiotis Gallos!
Yiayia and Marti on Yiayia’s large new balcony, after watching another beautiful sunset.
And, by popular demand, more Grizabella (with Charlie hiding in the background)…
This black-and-white photo was restored and coloured by me according to Theio Panagioti’s specifications. It was taken in 1969 when Panagioti was sailing the Gulf of Mexico for Houston with a full cargo.
And here’s the young sailor, a number of years before (coloured by the photographer’s studio)…
Here she is, the little blond-haired, dark-skinned, swim-like-a-fish, motor-mouthed rascal.
It was a warm night with a lovely breeze at the square in Zizani. The music was… karaoke standard, but the atmosphere made up, even improved, for it.
Skrombolas reserved a table and plonked a large order of roast pork upon it. Fingers only here…
With Skrombola to the left and Panagioti to the right, I was between a rock and a hard place.
Yiayia and Yiayia together at the table.
The girls all had a great time…
Fortunately nobody looked under our table…
Panagioti and Yiayia Despo in the new house in Galleika.
Giota’s father poses with some freshly made goat’s cheeses in Finikounta.
Laki and Panagioti with Yiayia after the Feast of the Assumption of the Virgin. Or is it the Feast of the Excessive Consumption?
Painting the verandah and stair rails at the new house in Galleika…
…while Yiayia enjoys the new kitchen.
Someone’s cigarette butt was thrown out the window. The Palaiolivas (Old Libyan) wind was blowing from the south-west – as hot as can be. A large tract was burnt, but fortunately the fire brigade, despite a delayed arrival, did well to contain it.
The upside – everyone left the beach and we had some space to ourselves. The wind and heat were terrible though.
