29 January 2013
The man who says they are his olive trees reared his head again.
We were working indoors on yet another drizzly day when Adonis from Elite/the Forestry Office appeared. He had been approached by the man from Eglouvi about the trees. After talking to Adonis, we arranged to go and see our lawyer. The next morning, the olive tree man himself arrived. He appeared quite early in the morning and just stood outside the camper van shouting in Greek. He doesn't like the fact that the trees have been trimmed. We said we were going to see our lawyer about the issue.
So a day in Lefkas, seeing the lawyer, who said we needed to get all the previous contracts for our land. We called on the notary, and got the previous contract, but apparently, before that, the land belonged to a man who inherited it from his father and had no contract. We have to find a telephone number for that man. This involves asking everyone we know in the Greek community if they know of him or his relatives. A long job.
The man who says they are his olive trees reared his head again.
We were working indoors on yet another drizzly day when Adonis from Elite/the Forestry Office appeared. He had been approached by the man from Eglouvi about the trees. After talking to Adonis, we arranged to go and see our lawyer. The next morning, the olive tree man himself arrived. He appeared quite early in the morning and just stood outside the camper van shouting in Greek. He doesn't like the fact that the trees have been trimmed. We said we were going to see our lawyer about the issue.
So a day in Lefkas, seeing the lawyer, who said we needed to get all the previous contracts for our land. We called on the notary, and got the previous contract, but apparently, before that, the land belonged to a man who inherited it from his father and had no contract. We have to find a telephone number for that man. This involves asking everyone we know in the Greek community if they know of him or his relatives. A long job.
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