Tuesday June 9
Jayne and I went out about 11am to do some sightseeing. First, we went to Barmayth, where I changed some Euros. I gave them a 100 and a 50 bill and the woman didn't say anything, she just asked for my ID. I asked the woman where the Internet cafe is and she told me.
We went to the cafe, which is a real cafe. They only have one computer and someone was on it, but we didn't have to wait long. I was told that you can bring in your laptop. So, this is what I will do the next time. There was no additional charge for the Internet - just what you eat or drink. Jayne and I just had capuccino and a desert.
I got an email from Clive. It had been there since last week but I had not gone on this email site yesterday. The first one was about Peter and Ann saying that Derek didn't want to go to the hospital, and this was back in April. He looked so bad that Peter said he didn't think he would see him alive the next time - he was right.
The next email from Clive was that Derek died. He was in the Nicosia Hospital, so I guess he got transfered from the Limassol Hospital. He said that Jan and Diana will be helping Angela. I wrote back to him, of course.
Then we headed towards the other sites. We drove back past where the turn-off is to the camps. We came across a sign that said Harlech Castle. It's located in a quaint town of Harlech. The parking was £2 pounds and the entrance was £3.50 each. Then we walkd around town.
We ate in Harlech near the castle and had a meal. Jayne had raveli and I had the vegtable lazanya and we both had chips and peas with that. This, and one coffee came to £13 and some change.
Then we went to Branmayth to do some food shopping.
We got home about 4.30pm.
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Tuesday, June 16, 2009
My Friend Derek Died
Monday June 8
Lil is meeting Harold today so I asked her if she could ask him if I could use his Internet today when he has time. I have to check on my email to see if I have any customers.
Jayne and I took a walk down the road in the other direction that we did when we first arrived. We went down a long gravel road between the farms and came out to the street again. Right before we did we came to a restaurant and Bed & Breakfast. We stoped in for a cup of coffee. I noticed the prices were higher than in Cyprus. A plain baked potatoe was £4.50! We didn't eat anything there. Right next to this establishment is a rail road crossing that was also a stop for passengers. There was a gate we had to open and close on each side.
Making a left, we went to an old church. In the yard was the church graveyard. We saw a date on one where the guy died in 1788 and he was 83 years old. Other graves were in the 1700s to mid 1800s. I took some pictures there.
Then we walked further to the mail road that went through a collection of old stone houses. There was one store there that we stoped in. Jayne and I both bought a magazine. Then we walked back.
Shortly after we got back, Lil arrived.
Lil told me that it's ok with Harold to come by his place after 4pm to go on the computer. Harold, I was told is in his late 80s. He looks good for his age, and he still drives a car. His wife, however, is in a nursing home, which is where Lil and him went today.
About 4.30pm I went to Harold’s house to go on the Internet. His son was there and i was introduced to him. He left shortly after I arrived.
My friend, Derek died.
I got an email that came from Derek and it was sent by his friend, John Branan. He told me that Derek died yesterday. I was so sad to hear this. He was a good friend and i always enjoyed him company. He and his wife were the life of the party. He will be missed very much.
I wrote back to John to pass the letter I wrote on to Angela of our condolences.
The email was sent on June 4th, so when he said yesterday, it would have been June 3rd that Derek died. He had cancer in his throat, that is why he couldn’t keep food down, but he was never told he had cancer but an ulcer in his stomach.
Had we gone there after spending a short time in England, which was our original plans, we would have been there before he died.
I wrote in the email that we would be in Cyprus sometime in the summer, and if there is anything we could do to let us know.
Derek would have been 80 years old in August.
They were planning to move to a house that is on one floor, so I guess Angela will still want to move.
Matt wrote me one email saying if the number I gave him was right. He said that the gardener ‘will not be doing that lawn anymore.’ Now, that is strange coming from him. Anyhow, there was no other news about clients.
I check my other email and found no one wrote to me about the property.
After I left, I realized I should have check my third email as Clive would have probably have written to tell me the news about Derek. I wonder if he and Mary plan to make a special trip to Cyprus to go to Derek’s funeral. I’ll have to check that email address the next time I’m on the Internet.
Lil is meeting Harold today so I asked her if she could ask him if I could use his Internet today when he has time. I have to check on my email to see if I have any customers.
Jayne and I took a walk down the road in the other direction that we did when we first arrived. We went down a long gravel road between the farms and came out to the street again. Right before we did we came to a restaurant and Bed & Breakfast. We stoped in for a cup of coffee. I noticed the prices were higher than in Cyprus. A plain baked potatoe was £4.50! We didn't eat anything there. Right next to this establishment is a rail road crossing that was also a stop for passengers. There was a gate we had to open and close on each side.
Making a left, we went to an old church. In the yard was the church graveyard. We saw a date on one where the guy died in 1788 and he was 83 years old. Other graves were in the 1700s to mid 1800s. I took some pictures there.
Then we walked further to the mail road that went through a collection of old stone houses. There was one store there that we stoped in. Jayne and I both bought a magazine. Then we walked back.
Shortly after we got back, Lil arrived.
Lil told me that it's ok with Harold to come by his place after 4pm to go on the computer. Harold, I was told is in his late 80s. He looks good for his age, and he still drives a car. His wife, however, is in a nursing home, which is where Lil and him went today.
About 4.30pm I went to Harold’s house to go on the Internet. His son was there and i was introduced to him. He left shortly after I arrived.
My friend, Derek died.
I got an email that came from Derek and it was sent by his friend, John Branan. He told me that Derek died yesterday. I was so sad to hear this. He was a good friend and i always enjoyed him company. He and his wife were the life of the party. He will be missed very much.
I wrote back to John to pass the letter I wrote on to Angela of our condolences.
The email was sent on June 4th, so when he said yesterday, it would have been June 3rd that Derek died. He had cancer in his throat, that is why he couldn’t keep food down, but he was never told he had cancer but an ulcer in his stomach.
Had we gone there after spending a short time in England, which was our original plans, we would have been there before he died.
I wrote in the email that we would be in Cyprus sometime in the summer, and if there is anything we could do to let us know.
Derek would have been 80 years old in August.
They were planning to move to a house that is on one floor, so I guess Angela will still want to move.
Matt wrote me one email saying if the number I gave him was right. He said that the gardener ‘will not be doing that lawn anymore.’ Now, that is strange coming from him. Anyhow, there was no other news about clients.
I check my other email and found no one wrote to me about the property.
After I left, I realized I should have check my third email as Clive would have probably have written to tell me the news about Derek. I wonder if he and Mary plan to make a special trip to Cyprus to go to Derek’s funeral. I’ll have to check that email address the next time I’m on the Internet.
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