Flaming June

A few weeks have passed and I feel ready to update you - my loyal followers..... Firstly, I feel obliged to tell you that my new haircut is not meant in any way as a fashion statement, merely necessitated by current extremely high temperatures (currently 37 degs - five days now). All of you, I beg, you please confiscate dog clippers from Big P.......
Dads tell me that the bar is doing quite well considering international financial crises (not that I am personally troubled - needing only a regular supply of pigs ears, walks, the occasional G & T, and regular administratuion of flea treatment to keep me happy - not exactly high maintenance).
Actually, Molivos in general has picked up considering the slow start, and global downturn - people are here, enjoying their holidays - eating & drinking, swimming & frolicking as usual.
I'll come to the bar in more detail shortly - home news first - Big P is currently suffering from a badly burnt back having rashly decided to clean the winter carpets on the terrace, in the blazing sun, rather than send them away to HioNati (Snow White) the dry cleaning man!!!!!! He is resting at home tonight with a tub of strawberry flavoured yoghurt smeared liberally over the affected parts!!!! Mr M is currently recovering from a nasty cold (human flu, I call it)... But, as always struggles on valiantly..... You will notice a new photo to the right featuring a number of cats (old Ernie to the right - only Eddie is missing) - you see what I have to put up with? And, I have to ask - why am I not allowed on the kitchen counter?

The bar & its' people:

• Romina & Danny have left - she still gorgeous - he failed techie (can anyone tell my dads how to secure the wi-fi network)? Miss them already!
• The ladies - aaaah - Big P misses them (you know who you are - born in 1944 - don't believe it..........
• Paul & Claire here with mum - Mr M worried about a sudden run on the little bottles of ouzo.....
• Chrissy & Terry - what can we say - class act!!!!! Oh and Big P thanks them for the newspapers.... They gone to Crete now with, I understand, a half-finished bottle of Metaxa secreted in her baggage - shame to waste it!!!!
• The Undertaker & Poledancer, aka The Gravedigger & Miss LA - currently undertaking a survey of the Molly's barperson with best Mojito making-skills - she would be best placed to judge, after all! Big P initially disappointed to be bottom of the league, but mysteriously rose to number one just last evening - could it be a pact, ensuring that he never reveals what the initials in Miss LA actually represent?!
• Unfortunate incident with balcony woman and the falling water - Nicos downstairs not best pleased - and rightly so - she appears to have had no recollection of the incident. The dads are now ever-vigilant about excess drippage.
• The Canadians have gone - what can we say - they bought youth and beauty into our lives, together with raucous singing, and a following cloud of local boys on motorbikes. We bought to them excessive amounts of sangria and Nektarios - a fair enough deal, we believe....
• The Hostys - aaaah, the Hostys - great company, and a depleted bottle of sambuca!!!!
• Local attendees too numerous to mention - but I'll try; Arturo and The Lothario, still low key; Pericles, still looking out for that one special woman (don't worry Peri, an old friend arrives on Saturday); Left of the Terrace, still arriving in a giros fug; Apostoli, still mad; Uncle Nick, still holding court in his own inimitable fashion (and still requesting the same obscure tracks from the sixties); Harilaus, loud; Costa, still good-humoured & quietly confident.

And now a special section devoted only to June, Laura and the sisters..... What can we say? A breath of fresh air - a glamorous addition to the bar, a fragrant presence....... and some dreadful singing..... Actually, I am reliably informed that their ensemble numbers were really rather good. And as for Laura ("no, really, you'll never get me singing") - what a revelation!!!! Seriously ladies, girls, whatever - we miss your zest for life - and look forward to seeing June in August (got a couple of solo numbers lined up for her).

So that's it then - another day - another post - another drachma. By the way Big P fully intending to write 'the book' of Molivos this winter - be afraid............ x x

Open Mic....

Anoher summer is well on the way - and a mixed bag for everyone - the best news - a mid-winter reconciliation - Big P finally overcame his midlife crisis and in February re-installed himself.... Downside - Millie's back, eating all the biscuits.........
Big P's old cat (17 years old, and blind as a bat) , Ernie, has come to live with us recently (after some years in Janet & Carla's capable care) - I mean to say - he's a lovely old boy, and quite happy, but it can get on a dog's nerves, being constantly bumped into, when trying to grab 40 winks on the kitchen floor.....
The bar - decor changed - by accident - 'someone' got the wrong paint! Molly's is now strawberry coloured (orange, if you ask me) - tres chic!!!!! New blue chairs outside - and a new amplifier that cuts out usually at the busiest time in the evening - causing endless disputes between Mr M and Big P, and general amusement all 'round.......
The new amplifier brings with it a karao.... sorry - an 'open mic' function - hence endless late nights enjoyed to the refrain of Dancing Queen, and Nolan Sisters highlights!!!!! Just to add to the mix I am told by the dads that local people have embraced the new facility with wild abandon, frequently entertaining all with late night renditions of Ploutarxos, Alexiou, et al - thank you Apostoli, Tomas - don't give up the fridge repairs or fishing!!!!!!
Mr M & Big P insist we say hi to Ian & Eileen, Big Phil and Carolyn, Christine, Moira & Alan, and others too numerous to mention.... Currently in residence at a bar near me - the Undertaker and the Pole Dancer, Terry & Chrissy, Romina & Computer Boy!!!!!!
Locally , the usual suspects are in regular attendance - Left of the Terrace and Lovely wife, providing intelligent conversation; Arturo and lovely wife, providing cake and occasional moussaka ; Pericles, providing Greek lessons to all the ladies; Sofia and Apostoli, providing regular lunches to Mr M & Big P; Mr Clara, providing a little class; and a strangely subdued Lothario providing, well, very little this year.....
Sadly Lynn is not working this year - back in Blighty for a while. New Boy Nektarios is shaping up well, though - strangely popular with current batch of Canadian student girls - I understand from Big P that they virtually elbow him and Mr M out of the way to ensure service from NB Nek - who currently goes under the monicker 'eye candy' courtesy of Juney & her lovely sisters & daughter.
The season has been slow to start but everyone's doing their best, and despite the current economy (dog biscuits nearly doubled in price this year), prices have remained much the same as previously... Still, the ash cloud and the financial situation are being felt. The dad's feel very grateful to all the holidaymakers, and locals who are keeping my bar fun and lively (despite Gilly's unusual rendition of the Elton/Kiki classic, Don't Go Breaking My Heart)......
Lots of new music this year - Mr M has been a slave to Youtube - Beyonce, Lady GooGoo , Dizzee Rascal, Whitesnake, Motorhead, Ceryl Cole (Cheryl who?). Of course, Cliff Richard still available on request!!!!!!
So - due to 'circumstances I have been remiss with my posting, but have agreed a regular supply of G & T's on intravenous drip with Mr M and Big P, and will try to ensure a twice monthly up-date.
Love & dog-breath kisses, Molly x
ps. I am supposed to ask you all to bring any Sunday supplements with you, Marmite, and Hula Hoops - all for the dad's - what about me & Mrs Mills ( and cats: Sidney, Whitney, Eddie, Phoebe, Lil , Bert, and old Ernie)