We had our last dinner together in street – in a little village in Cyprus called Kouklia. In a village square filled with taverns that come alive after dark.
A square with a church – the heart of the village
A square where you watch out for the cars passing by – even when you are eating
Cats who come to say hello – look longingly in the hope to get a tidbit from your plate. Cats who know their place and move away at the brush of a hand.
Yes it was a fun way to have our last dinner together – a beautiful evening under the stars at Gabriel’s Tavern
The Golfer and I on the left and my lovely little sister Patsy with the very unwell love of her life on the right