Jaqui's Daily Blog

A Taverna, A Bride and a Fine Meal

The floor in the Cypriot taverna is awash with paper handkerchiefs. We think it is probably a local tradition, signifying best wishes for the bride to be and her fella.

 

Once again we are in the right place at the right time, spectators to a hen night party complete with bouzouki music, a husky voiced singer and lots of dancing. Watching the shadows of the party goers circling to the music is like watching the figures on a Greek urn come to life. 

 

The meze dishes keep arriving at our table. We don't know how to pace ourselves because we don't know how much more is to come. But it's all quite, quite delicious and, ten courses later, we can't believe our meal was only 17 euros a head. Mind you, we then had to add the cost of the wine...

 

Next Saturday the dancing girl will become somebody's wife. I wish them fun and laughter and a Happy Ever After. She wouldn't have noticed us sitting at the table in the corner but we loved sharing some of the fun.

 

Daily cribbage competition score is now 16 - 7. According to Mr B I can't win now...

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21.10 | 21:55

Beautiful and poignant blog Jaqui. Thanks for sharing your experience. Jan x

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15.10 | 16:23

I have just read your blog, I agree with every word, the memory of this day will be with me for ever xxxx

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03.10 | 20:50

Sewing is far more important than ironing!!!!!

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27.09 | 18:36

My oboe was a Howarth (and still is, but I haven't played it for 18 years...). It served me well right up to my spectacular failure of grade 8!

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