Mykanos

A lovely island, we walked miles and came across the pelican, not something you expect to see in a little street on a Greek island.

The cat seemed to like my stripey clarins bag, I lit a candle for Dad, it was a tiny church room for a dozen people, said a prayer for all those people who I have known and are no longer with us.

The pigeon was eyeing up some left over food on the next table to us.