Not much else to tell really except that a German woman, with a very nice bottom, asked me the time (it was 10 to five).
I fell asleep for a couple of hours when we got back from the beach. This meant we were late going out to eat.
We ate at Avra again. The meal wasn't as good as it could have been but the surroundings and staff were more than adequate recompense.
(Jane now refers to the waitress as my girly; yeh, right, I should be so lucky!)