The blood of the locals and foreign workers is lining the Fat Cats’ pockets.

This Wednesday I was pleased to attend the inaugural meeting of the Screen Writing Guild Of Crete. After a sizzling Mexican we received our first missions – to make a 10 minute documentary.

The question I’m asking is: How many Brits are there living in Crete?

What do you think? Are you are Brit in Crete? Where should I look first?

Heralion is full of dog poo – it always surprises me that I don’t step in more of it. And there are zero signs asking people to pick it up. That’s why it really gets my goat when I’m repremanded for letting Poppy curl one – cos I am the only person I’ve ever seen who scoops the poop. (However this does sometimes lead to a round of applause – I thank you very much)

“You only smile when you’re winning – smile when you’re winning…..”

With the sad and premature demise of the world’s most famous man-boy, AEG, the promoters of his upcoming concerts,  have decided to offer the tickets to the fans – for a price. 

Strangely beautiful.

The ‘blue flag beach’ must be a joke.

Danae bought this toy ’cause it remindered her of me.

And posing with his breakfast-cereal chums – (R-L) Batman, Mad Airman, Coyote, Christian and Noely G.