Meeting the family

The other night Dimitri invited us to dinner to celebrate the end of the season, I assumer that he was having a final dinner with the rest of the guests and that we would be part of that. How wrong I was, we arrived a little early and whilst we were having a glass of wine the rest of the guests arrived. The first of these was Dimitri's parents in law, lovely people, although they were at the other end of the table so we didn't have a lot of conversation with them. We then met Dimitri's uncle, a lovely man who's been brought up in Massachusetts and moved back here, another fabulous man who kept us entertained and thought it was wonderful that we'd decided to take a month to stay in this fabulous place.

We talked, ate and drank long into the night asking questions and sharing titbits of information that makes us who we are. The wine probably helped this, at least for B who found the wine produced by the family opposite us to be very drinkable and probably drank more than half the table put together. Thank goodness it was very pure wine, as he demonstrated by pouring red wine onto a white napkin and astounding us when the 'stain' dried clear! We need red wine like that in England, so many carpets and sofas would be saved!

There was one little girl who, bless her, got a little bored after about an hour, so the majority of the rest of my evening was spent playing 'pat-a-cake' and slaps, which she really beat me at! I think she had an advantage as she was sober and I was most definitely not!

We talked long into the night and finally after a conversation about the heaviness of the water in the pool compared to the weight of the water in the sea B and I made our excuses and stumbled home. The sleep was much needed and lasted until late the next afternoon.