Escaping Greece in August

We left Exotica in her berth in Lefkas Marina on July 24th.  Julie, with her Australian passport, is only allowed ninety days in a one hundred and eighty period in the Schengen area, so we returned to England for the month of August.  We also hoped to avoid the particularly hot weather and the crowds of Italians, Germans and French who all take their holidays at the same time and swamp the Ionian Sea.

Dinner alfresco at the Edwards in Worthing

 

We made good use of our time visiting friends in the south of England who took us to the church we were married in nearly 40 years ago.  It is exactly the same as it was then, but since it is a Norman construction, what is 40 years?

Worthing beach on the hottest day, 38C

We were here nearly 40 years ago

St Mary’s West Chiltington, West Sussex

The Rectors since 1274, ours was 1974 Kenneth Lucas

 

Ancient wall paintings in X1 century St Marys Church West Chiltington

 

A summer walk along the Thames at Richmond

 

We stayed in Richmond and went to a Prom and an opera at Holland Park.  We watched polo at the Ham Polo Club as guests of our friend James.

Strauss at the Proms, Royal Albert Hall

Holland Park Opera, a new experience for us. A double bill, Il Segrreto di Susanna by Ermanno Wolf-Ferrari and Iolanta by Tchaikovsky

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ham Polo Club

Lunching with James and friends at Ham Polo Club

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Marlborough College chapel

 

Then to Marlborough College, Terry’s old school, where we spent a week at the Summer School there.  We both joined the singing class.  In the morning we sang ‘The Armed Man’ – a modern mass in traditional musical style and in the afternoon Music for Pleasure, to Terry’s horror, it was jazz, Elton John, the Lion King and Danny Boy!  He wanted to quit after the first session and do ‘Liberal Democracy Since the War’ but Julie suggested he use this opportunity to do something completely alien to him and swing with the rest of the group, and he did!

Inspirational interior of Marlborough chapel

The Court , Terry’s boarding house, B1, far left

The College rose garden next to the ancient Mound

 

 

 

The Refectory, feeding 900 three meals a day. Might not look like fine dining but the food certainly was.

Chocolate fountain, seriously naughty

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Harry the Piano, a truly talented cabaret act. Our first night at Marlborough College Summer School. Every evening there was diverse entertainment.

Sensational performance of Eugene Onegin from Berlin Kommischeoper. Directed by Barry Koskie

 

Then to the Edinburgh Festival where we had concerts and more opera.  The weather in Scotland was dire, cold and wet so we really did escape the heat of the Mediterranean.

 

 

 

Fireworks every night for the Military Tattooo

Edinburgh Castle from Grassmarket

Jones family at Overways

 

Back to Buckinghamshire and Terry’s sister Margaret who had all her family at home including those who live in Mexico, so it was a great reunion. Here we watched Terry’s niece’s husband play cricket at Blenheim Palace on a perfect sunny day.

Nayeli at Hartwell Hall, Buckinghamshire

 

Ladies who tea, celebrating family birthdays at Hartwell Hall

James Garlick playing cricket at Blenheim Palace

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Terry, James and Deborah on a perfect Glyndebourne evening

James Deborah and Terry at Glyndebourne lake

Two glorious days at Glyndebourne where it was at its very best.  Splendid opera productions of The Magic Flute and Rinaldo, magnificent weather and great company made these truly memorable occasions.  Just about the most civilised place in the world.

Sporting our new hats on a sunny Glyndebourne afternoon.

Seaford beach, near Newhaven, on a late summers day

 

Last night of Glyndebourne season foreworks

 

 

Filling in time before the afternoon Glyndebourne performance, a visit to the seaside, British style.

 

 

 

 

Bathing boxes on Seaforth beach

Hastings quaint second hand bookshop which serves wonderful Thai food on the side!

 

We always look forward to time with our dear friends in Brede, East Sussex. We all travelled up to London for the theatre, bought Cob nuts, Kent version of hazelnuts, in the local farmers market and a day in Rye.

 

Set of the excellent Captain Correllis Mandolin

 

Lizzy and Tony Dyson at Harold Pinter Theatre in the West End

Lamb House with beautiful gardens. Home of Henry James from 1895. Originally owned by James Lamb. King George 1 slept here in 1726 after his ship from Hanover to England was forced to stop nearby during a ferocious storm

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

The dining room

Lamb House, Rye, home to many Mayors of Rye since 1722

 

 

 

 

 

 

Fascinatingl map of the waterways in southern Kent during the X1V century. Now fields and small rivers.

Dinner for 16 in Overways garden

 

A last summers evening with the Jones clan.

 

 

 

 

The Jones offspring, aged 3, 5, 5, 7, 9, 9, 11

 

Anchoring in Port Leone, Kalamos. Much warmer than in June

On Wednesday August 24th. we met our friends Deborah, Bruce and James at Heathrow and took the flight to Preveza and re-joined Exotica in Lefkas.  We were pleased to see that the work on the boat that we had organised with a company at the Marina had been done satisfactorily in marked contradistinction to the over-winter boatyard whose workmanship was  universally dreadful.

Our favourite taverna in Lefkas, La Vinaria, the best grilled tuna

The only surviving building from the 1953 earthquake which destroyed houses and the fresh water system. This church has worshippers from nearby Kalamos town every Sunday

 

We were thus able to set off the next day and motored to Goat Bay, one of our favourites, to anchor overnight.  The water is clear and warm and just perfect for a late night swim.

The next day we had a grand sail to the island of Kalamos and anchored again for the night.

 

A provisioning stop in Port Kalamos

Such a pretty port. Kalamos

 

 

 

 

 

Then lunch at Georges taverna

Bay of emerald water on northern tip if Kalamos, an afternoon swim

Back to Porto Spilia, to enjoy Babi’s charm and food on the beach

 

The weather was perfect as we motored out of Spartachori north towards Lefkas and the canal to the north.  Suddenly there was a loud bang and the boat shook violently.  Two more bangs and then silence.  We had hit a rock right in the middle of open water.  Looking more closely, it was well marked on the chart but there is no navigational marker which really is pretty bad.  We called into Lefkas and had a diver go down and inspect the damage as well as an engineer to have a look at the keel bolts but Exotica is built very soundly and there was no significant damage except to our amour propre.

 

 

 

Our rocky bump just off Scorpios!

 

 

 

 

 

 

At anchor in Mongonisis at sunset

We continued north the same day and after 33nm we anchored in Mongonisis at the south east tip of Paxos. A small bay popular with flotillas who line the shallow village wall.

Mongonisi Beach Bar, James disappointed no Greek dancing or plate smashing on Sunday night!

Lakka, aquamarine waters

Antipaxos has a famous bay of emerald water, Agrapidia, visited daily by hordes of tourist boats with one hour slots to allow their 200 passengers to swim in the idyllic sea. There is enough room for sailing boats as well, but the day was overcast and not at it’s best so we anchored for lunch then motored to our favourite Paxos  anchorage at Lakka.

Akis Bar, Lakka. Thank you crew for a delicious dinner

There are always many boats here but somehow everyone manages to fit in.  We took the dinghy across to the town which is charming in a touristy way.  The ladies discovered some very fine dress shops, serious retail therapy.

Mandraki Marina tucked under walls of Corfu old fort

We dropped our guests off in the picturesque marina Mandraki under the walls of the castle at Corfu Town.  By no means the world’s best marina where the electricity was dodgy, the wi-fi unreliable and the fresh tap water, with which Terry filled the tanks, distinctly brown.  He had to empty the tanks completely, flush and refill at next marina to get clean water.  Worst of all our washing machine packed up….tragic. Nonetheless it was a pretty place and had a surprisingly excellent taverna.

Mandraki Marina tucked under walls of Corfu old fort

NAOK, Nautical Club of Corfu, excellent dining overlooking Exotica at anchor

Two days later Anna and Tim joined us in Corfu for the return journey to Lefkas and the end of our seventh season.  We are currently back in Lakka, which is even busier with yachts but still just as beautiful.

 

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