A Mysterious Ringing In Our Lugholes!

For the last couple days Darrell has been saying that he's been woken up by a strange sort of ringing in his ears, wondering if he ought to try and get them syringed at the local pharmacy up the road, thinking that perhaps he's some sea water in them.  

But then, yesterday, I was also woken up by my own ears ringing and trust me, I never go in the sea above my waist, so I knew mine couldn't be down to any briney type activity.

We wondered if it was a windchime, but then, windchimes don't switch themselves on and off. It was all a bit of a mystery, but thankfully, my bearing witness to said ringing, did save Darrell from any sort of unfortunate invasive aural intervention!

Anyways up, when we got back from the beach this evening, we heard it again, as clear as day, both very definitely simultaneously, at the same time, in all four of our ears .......

........ and it seemed to be getting, spookily, closer and closer ...... and then, from our balcony, Darrell caught a glimpse, which quickly turned into a whole swarm of real life, Greek goats flooding down from the hillside, bells all swinging akimbo!

It was almost too impossibly, rurally romantic for words .........

..... and also goes to explain the occasional proliferation of droppings along the path up to and from El Hotel Paradiso ........

....... that Darrell had originally put down to some rather large or over fed wild rabbits!!!!

 

Sooooooooo, happy days once again, with a choice bar of Goat Milk soap now added to Darrell's holiday shopping list as a small memento of the occasion, what on earth is he like?