A man and his donkeys

We were joined one evening outside our bungalow by a man who had many donkeys – he was a friend of the apartment owner.  The donkey man asked if we owned donkeys at home, as we did not want to offend him we said we kept them at the seaside for the tourists to ride.

Did I tell you we were in Lindos, and we were the only people with a bungalow everyone else had a one bedroom apartment; we let others use our clothes line.

Back to the donkey man, the week previous he had befriended a couple from London and the lady sent her luggage home but stayed in Lindos – we kept our distance Ember would never be able to explain my disappearance to Albert.