Car boot sale and a Christening

There’s something undeniably charming about a Sunday morning in the village of Pissouri, and this past weekend’s car boot sale was no exception. With the sun climbing gently over the hills and a soft breeze rustling through the olive trees, around 20 cars and vans rolled into the open space just opposite the Midway restraunt, boots brimming with hidden treasures and handmade delights.

The atmosphere was relaxed and cheerful, with locals and visitors mingling, coffee cups in hand, wandering from stall to stall. 

Our little pitch—Mandy’s Dotting Discs—stood out with its splash of colour. We’d set up a neat display of hand-painted mandala designs on old vinyl records, each one unique, each one a little burst of pattern and colour. The vibrant discs caught the morning light beautifully, and we were thrilled to see how many people stopped, admired, and walked away with one (or two) under their arm.

There was a lovely mix of items on sale: second hand books, retro clothing, vintage tools, and a surprising number of quirky lamps. Everyone seemed in good spirits, and the sense of community was strong—people chatting not just to buy, but to connect.

By midday, the sun was high, our stock was lighter, and we’d enjoyed some great conversations with both locals and curious tourists. If every Sunday was like this, we’d never want the weekend to end.

Aphrodite's Christening

This weekend, we had the absolute pleasure of attending a Christening party at Artemis Restaurant, nestled right along the peaceful shores of Pissouri Bay. The occasion was the Christening of a beautiful little girl named Aphrodite, and from the moment we arrived, our Cypriot hosts made us feel like part of the family.

The restaurant was elegantly transformed for the celebration, with tables dressed in soft pink decorations, delicate floral touches, and thoughtful details that gave the space a joyful and personal atmosphere. The backdrop of the glistening sea and gentle breeze only added to the magic of the day.

As guests arrived, there was a warm buzz of conversation and laughter. We were greeted with smiles and kind words, and quickly found ourselves chatting with other guests over a glass of local wine. Then came the buffet—a true feast of traditional Cypriot dishes. From souvla and halloumi, to koupepia, tava, and village salad, every dish was rich with flavour and made with love. 

Children played, the music flowed gently in the background, and the sense of community and celebration was unmistakable. It was a day full of kindness, tradition, and genuine hospitality, and we felt honoured to be part of such a special moment in little Aphrodite’s life.