Buttercups and roadworks

What a giggle we had yesterday in Peyia village. Firstly, we had fun at breakfast trying to get Jake to stop stealing the toast and butter. He sneaked into the kitchen and stole a slice of Tonys toast as it popped out of the toaster – then returned to steal the whole, new pack of butter!

Running around the garden chasing this big silly beast to retrieve the butter, I was reminded of my sisters and butteheader=Buttercups and roadworks, What a giggle we had yesterday in Peyia village. Firstly, we had fun at breakfast trying to get Jake to stop stealing the toast and butter. He sneaked into the kitchen and stole a slice of Tonys toast as it popped out of the toaster – then returned to steal the whole, new pack of butter!

Running around the garden chasing this big silly beast to retrieve the butter, I was reminded of my sistersworks were large or that there was much traffic – It was just that our village policeman was manning the whole affair and, as his friends drove past, he was stopping them or they were simply stopping, to chat!

Hands were shaken, kind words exchanged and lots of smiles shared , so the process of moving 100 metres was slow but very pleasant!

And not a bollard in site!