I did manage to experience other local, annual events. The first of these was the annual Carnival; a week of crazy dressing-up and wild partying culminating in a spectacular parade along the Paralia. This year the theme was on recycling for the younger children and, following tradition, the wives of local fishermen dressed-up as their husbands, complete with painted moustaches and stubble!

It was attended by just about the whole island population, who roared and cheered as they witnessed, after sunset, the burning of the ‘King of Carnival’ (a large brightly painted papier mache effigy) and his ceremonial tossing into the sea.