I never lie about in the sun, of course.
I’m ever more relaxed. Having abandoned makeup, today I didn’t bother with a contact lens. Worse, or possibly better, I ventured into the sea (which is markedly warmer than it was last Friday) and afterwards dispensed with a bra. More relaxed than that doesn’t really come, darlings, not at my age.
There’s a good deal of anxiety here about the future. Most people want to stay with the euro because they’re worried about massive devaluation if the drachma is reintroduced, but they are preparing themselves for what might come. Hotel prices are being reduced, though a lack of holidaymakers isn’t a problem at present – however, they have less to spend and that is.
I hadn’t realised quite how much beautiful countryside there is in Corfu. I have the advantage that my friends know the island very well and are taking me to the loveliest places, but they certainly aren’t hard to find. Peter is an ex-professional photographer so my casual snaps risk making him wince – I’ve promised to send them to him – but I can’t go that far wrong, surely.
It’s very hot, too hot for Pam though not for me, oddly enough. Just as long as there’s some shade, I don’t mind how hot it is.
Toodle-pip, darlings. Hope you’re all having fun.
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