Despite the local council in their wisdom picking yesterday as the day to resurface the road with tarmac and lay new chippings for a couple of hundred yards leading up to Falatados.

I had a wonderful meal (giant beans, meatballs, fried saltcod with garlicsauce) – Adonis remembered that Michael always liked to have ‘grandma’s meatballs in tomato sauce’ at Kapileion.

It was lovely to get to meet Nikolas – he’s a really smiley baby.  Adonis told him that one day he’d be coming to London to “stay with Uncle Pavlos and drink lots of whiskey in pubs”

The place is called Rakobedermata – as far as I could make out this means, somewhere for “raki and everything”.  It wasn’t at all busy and I think my idea of helping out there might not work out – I think I’d feel in the way.  Adonis is talking to someone with rooms locally and he’ll call me to arrange me to come and have a look see.

The ride home in the dark was quite an experience – my transversus abdominus was well and truly engaged for the stretch of loose chippings.  The view across to Mykonos (to the sea beyone) was fantastic – I will try to stop and get a photo that vaguely does it justice one of these days.