LinkedIn suggests to me about once a day a job that I might wish to apply for and have suitable skills for. Very rarely are they posts that I’d have the slightest interest in but today’s suggestion takes the biscuit. Would I fancy working as a Senior Advisor on Peace & Security at…
You may remember the grotesquely anti semitic mural on Brick Lane in London’s East End which Jeremy Corbyn liked so much. It seems those bearded hipsters, and that is just the women, have done it again as you can see below.
On days like this I am 100% convinced that this will be my last ever Sharestock. I just feel rotten. But the Shipmans insisted this morning that if I keep taking the medicine but in ever larger doses I will have a new lease of life, albeit one that involves shooting up every day and so never say never. We shall see. Anyhow I am working hard to make 6 September 2025 a bumper day and we have a new speaker to announce…
The idea came from daughter Olaf who had this ice cream in Tuscany, the sort of place young ladies from Islington go to on holiday. Joshua says it tastes amazing. Have you guessed yet?
Those who like to troll me and attack me for my day job of exposing frauds often claim that I used to work in a pizza shop or, in some cases, they suggest that I still do. The truth is that I once bought a loss making Italian restaurant, turned it around and sold it at a profit back in 2015. But truth is a four letter word for some folks.
I went to Oxford. Sister T went to that other place in East Anglia and sister N also went to Oxford. My father scored an Oxbridge hat-trick and was rather proud of that. Two of T’s three boys made it in and N’s eldest got to Oxford. As for me…
This is more of the work of my fellow olive harvester Tim, a keen photographer and astronomer. Taken from the South facing balcony of the hovel it is the stars known as the Monkey’s head. I can’t think why.
Day five was my birthday and we did some harvesting in the morning anyway. We had been warned by mad lefty L that rains would start by noon and so had accepted an invitation to head up into the mountains for a celebratory lunch. L is a good cook and I was happy to accept although his weather forecasts are about as accurate as the Met Office on global warming. That is to say they are invariably proved wildly inaccurate.
In terms of the harvest there is not a lot to report. There was no rain, Tim and I ploughed on and we are on track. But Tim is a bit of a photo genius and I bring you two quite amazing photos to entertain you.
I show you the photo below not to demonstrate my support for the 47th President of the USA. Not to show how think I am these days although I am now able to wear a rugby short from my London Irish days and it is loose. No, it was to show that while you shiver back in Airstrip One, the sun was shining here in Greece. Day three was uninterrupted and we made good progress. But pride comes before a fall.
We are in a routine. My assistant Tim is the Albanian grandfather. I am the Albanian grandmother.
For the first time ever I am harvesting olives after Christmas rather than before and I can hear chainsaws, twerkers and threshing machines everywhere. The hills are alive with the sounds of my neighbours harvesting in a far more industrial way than myself and reader T. We work at a rather slower pace.
Natch Jaya’s teachers celebrated the start of term with an INSET day. At 4 AM the snow lay crisp and even if not deep. By the time Jaya, roused daughter 2 and daughter 2’s boyfriend a lot of melting had taken place. But the trio still managed to create Sammy the snowman and dress him in a Wrexham scarf and Canada hat sent by this site’s manager Darren from the land of President Castro Trudeau.
We have had an early season booking and that means the pool is now open from 25 April onwards. we could open it earlier if folks wanted to book. It will stay open until September 30th or later on request. Most of July is now booked out but the rest of the year is still free and as the photos below show it is heavenly. Kalamata airport has direct flights from April and is less than an hour away. I head off in about a week to make a few running repairs and harvest some olives.
Yes, the Western media and politicians promising to back Ukraine until victory lied to you. I look at the situation in Kursk and the Donbas then at 1 small town Russia will capture this week.
