So now I know, it’s a weasel. Doesn’t sound as cute as a stoat, does it? Went for pizza last night, as we all needed a night off from the monotony of Greek Island food. Every single restaurant with the same menu, the only differences being which particular dish is ‘off’ tonight. Back to the house, only to be thrashed by Troy at Rummy, despite telling him, less than 24 hours ago, that I was never going to play him again.

He was up with the lark this morning, and headed out early for his internet fix, papers, and daily supplies. I played Bing Bong Bats with the kids, named after the ‘boiingg’ sound they make when you hit the ball. Laughed a lot as I tried to pretend that the children weren’t annoying me at all. I think I fooled them. Read nearly half of the latest book. I am supposed to be out here, writing, instead I am cheating by reading. I can’t use the laptop by the pool, for the reasons of (a) bright sunlight, and (b), the danger of it getting deluged by the amount of water flying about. So I take a book out, just to read by the pool, and, BAM!, I’m hooked.

Annoyed to discover, that all the work emails I sent yesterday, are still sitting in my outbox. I really don’t need to be dealing with cybercrap at eight on a Friday night. But deadlines is deadlines.