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Well, I've been taking lots of lovely photos of the house and the village, and of the girls playing and swimming on the beach, but unfortunately I left the lead that connects the camera to the laptop back in Athens, so I will post them another time.

My favourite photo, though it's hopelessly blurry, is of a man who for years now has regulary been seen at dusk walking his five dogs along a local coastal path. We noticed him again the other day and paid him no more heed than usual until Peggy the Frenchwoman suddenly exclaimed: "But this is incroyable! He has with him a mouton! And sure enough, the large woolly looking dog at the centre of the pack was a sheep. Being taken for a walk. On a lead.

I wonder if he's trained it to fetch a stick.