Farewell Theo

 Today we said goodbye to our dear friend Theo, and it’s hard to put into words just how much he meant to us.

When we first arrived in Cyprus over twenty years ago, everything was new and unfamiliar. But Theo was one of the very first people to welcome us, and that simple act of kindness made all the difference. We weren’t just newcomers to him — we were neighbours, living in the apartment above his family home, and from the very beginning he made sure we felt like we belonged.

Many people in Pissouri will remember Theo from the 1911 Bar, where his cheerful nature and easy smile seemed to light up the place. He had that rare gift of making everyone feel comfortable, whether you’d known him for years or had just walked through the door.

But for us, some of the most special memories were away from the bar — the barbecues in his garden, the gatherings at his farm just outside the village, the laughter, the food, and the effortless way Theo brought people together. Those moments weren’t just social occasions; they were a reflection of who he was: generous, warm, and full of life.

Over the years, Theo became far more than a neighbour or a friendly face in the village. He became a true friend. The kind of friend who leaves a lasting mark on your life simply by being himself.

Today, Cyprus feels a little quieter without him. But we’ll always carry those memories with us — the laughter, the warmth, and the kindness he showed from the very beginning.

Rest in peace, Theo. You will never be forgotten.