Nikolas

K.M, Charis and the Botanikos, Nikos and…the jaws of Stournaras, the Dendias law for the hospitals, the unknown property of Mykonos

Hello, the Christmas spirit continued yesterday in our politics, with K.M warmly welcoming Mayor Charis along with Christos Protopappas, as well as his own Skertsos and Livanio, who of course are also the Prime Minister’s airport transfers from PASOK. At the meeting, of course, was also Mylonakis with the Secretary-General of the Ministry of Development, Mrs.

US D-Day, SYRIZA’s mill, takeover of Douka Schools, discussions over Barba Stathis, and the “loss” of Ohio

The government and especially the PM are waiting with obvious interest in what today will bring, if you put in the time difference, probably be Wednesday morning, the PM has some events to attend but mostly he will remain in his office watching like everyone else. No predictions maybe a slight sense that the pollsters in the last few days have overblown Trump’s numbers.

State Orchestra instead of Remos in the Metro (Thessaloniki), awkwardness (Karamanlis Foundation), PASOK (the same old tune), the two golden exits of BC Partners

Hello, let’s start with the unpleasant news. For those of you who thought that by attending the inauguration of the Thessaloniki Metro you would hear some culture from Dionysis Savvopoulos and maybe a few tunes from Antonakis Remos, you were mistaken.

The Green Requiem, the triangular meetings, the Psychiko PASOK and the vote from Paris, the Americans and ELVO, and the big names at Spetsathlon

Greetings! So, yesterday, the “day after” PASOK’s first ballot, the atmosphere inside felt like Verdi’s “Requiem“. The general disappointment from the outcome isn’t just limited to Pavlos and Anna’s camps, but also to their 130,000 voters. While that’s significantly more than Androulakis’ 90,000 or Doukas’ 65,000, unfortunately, they ended up “split” in two and failed.

Plastic gloves and the Delta squad

This morning my son Nikolas wanted to wear his black T-shirt with a fluorescent skeleton printed on it. I couldn't persuade him to put on anything else. So he ended up running around all day dressed up as the Reaper. Of course, the irony escaped him. What does he know? He has just turned 4 and still has to come to terms with not being able to see his friends from kindergarten anymore.