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Our adventures in the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus continue....
  
The weekend was spent starting to organise my own workspace. I had ordered some timber from the builders merchant, known here as the Yapi Market, so now it was down to building a work bench and some shelf space for tools etc. Luckily I had brought lots of stuff from the U.K. with us because as sure as hell, I'm going to miss B & Q.A mini miracle occurred today, the Electricity Board man turned up, unannounced of course, and connected us to the mains supply. Joan celebrated by announcing she was going to bake a cake, next que
stion, what's the Turkish for self raising flour.The mud mountain has been spread all over the garden as topsoil, so today we got a landscape gardener in to give us some ideas and prices for initial planting. He suggested our own lemon tree, good for the G & T, our own orange trees, so we can have fresh juice in the mornings and an olive tree. Here you collect your own olives, take them down to the olive factory with a few empty bottles and for a moderate sum they convert the olives into virgin oil. Joan wants a banana plant, or is it a tree, something to go with the lumpy custard I suppose. Everybody tells us that the things that grows best here are weeds, so we will go with the general suggestion of membrane and gravel on top, to cover most of the garden area. What you then do, is cut through and plant under the membrane. There is one major snag to this idea, the gardener reckons we need 7 lorry loads of gravel. So it will be, down to tin pan alley looking for some cheap labour for a few days.
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