"I'm just going to post a letter and pay the electric bill"
"Now? It'll be closed"
"It's not Friday Simon" checking his watch to be sure as did I "It's Saturday"
"Heck! We're going to a wedding in town today. Bloody lucky I bumped into you."
I posted my letter and pedalled straight back to Ano Korakiana, to alarm Lin, get her wrapping our presents, get washed, dressed and spruced up for the wedding of Nico and Sophia's son Antonis to Georgia at St Nicholas Church in town.
Think of this! 300 guests at the Park Hotel...
I'm amused that the church of St Nicholas of the elderly (Αγίου Νικολάου των Γερόντων, also San Nicolo dei Vecchi) is up the steepest flight in town - but in fact the reference to 'elderly' is slightly innaccurate, γερόντων meaning 'the elders')