It is 7 years today since we bought our village house. The house has changed hugely in that time and so have we. If anyone had told me 8 years ago that we would be living in a Greek village on an Island I would have laughed and dismissed the idea as a ridiculous one. So here we are, 7 years has past quickly and each day is unique. The community we live in has been generous in every way and we feel privileged  to be included. We have found a new way of living which has enabled us to explore our creativity. Matthew who failed woodwork at school has been hammering away making most of the furniture in the house. He has also been exploring local tips for charming pieces that can with be restored or recycled into something else, and I have written and photographed a new book, due for release in Australia on September 26, My Greek Island Home. We have been given time to reflect on life and on whats important to us, it’s been a magical time. We have also befriended, rescued and re-homed numerous cats and dogs and been on the receiving end of their unconditional love. I am learning Greek, yes a foreign language and boy is it foreign, especially for someone with dyslexia and the attention span of a flea. We have time to watch the seasons changing, speak to people in the street, sit in the Kafenea, stroke and play with the animals. We also have time to realise life does not have to always be frantic or dull. It is what it is and where ever you are thats your life. I’m very happy to say that at this point in time where I am makes me very happy. An impulsive decision that was based on a gut feeling was one of the best decisions I have ever made.

We celebrated the purchase of the house with the family we bought it from, here are a few images to give a feel of the day.