Sept. 20th Thursday OK about Octopus

First things first.  When visiting Gianni and Grazziella yesterday, they clarified that Octopus are already dead before the catcher slams them repeatedly on the rocks.  The slamming to to tenderize them otherwise eating them would be impossible.  Now I feel better.
My visit with Gianni was very pleasant.  He filled me in on the upcoming olive harvest and getting 6 WWOOFers to help.  I was a WWOOFer when I found his farm to work.  Gianni totally redecorated and improved the apartment where I lived as he and Grazziella now live in it.  He will be moving out to the farm that includes 3 or 4 individual houses/rooms for the WWOOFers.  He informed me he is now 78 and Grazziella is turning 80 on Oct. 9th this year.  She doesn't look a day over 60 and he the same.  But he will be doing less of the physical work and more writing and administrative stuff that goes along with selling his olive oil.  He still has Franco who I worked with and is employed by Gianni all year round.  Franco is about 50ish and takes care of his dad, mom, brother and sister who all have some kind of disorder that does not enable them to take care of themselves.  Sad.  6 years ago Franco used to as Gianni put it "climbs the olive trees like a cat" to shake the olives too stubborn to fall by themselves.  This year though he will not.  An olive tree shaker will do this job using a machine to do the shaking.  Gianni still remains one of only a small few who uses truly organic methods of making olive oil.  Gianni also writes books (9) of which he proudly says in now on Amazon U.S. for purchase.  The only ones that are translated into English are his poetry books of which I have read one while here 6 years ago.  All in all we had a lovely visit filled with many laughs about memories he has of long ago.  He was and remains a great story teller. One story he reiterated was the one about "the little white dogs" that every farmer owned who yipped all the way to the farm to get the donkey to keep going carrying the farmer out on the hour long trip.
We shall get together again so I can go back the farm when he moves there sometime next week.
Another sunny day here but with no internet in my apartment.  I am at a cafe drinking coffee in town.  The only one that is open.