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Our adventures in the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus continue....
  
Want a funny story? Many of you who read our diary regularly will remember that we have a cat, a sort of striped thing called "Tiggy". Well for the last few mornings we have been getting up and her biscuit bowl has been almost completely empty and one morning she had even jumped on me at 5.30 a.m. because she was hungry. As she has a cat flap and comes and goes at will, we had accused her of having all night parties. Well this morning, Joan was doing something near the fridge and said, "I'm sure something moved behind there". Well out came the fridge and there behind was a little mouse, obviously brought in from th
e cornfield at the back of us; and it had been having a grand life. Under the bottom of the fridge, by the compressor unit, were a couple of clip in plastic trays, one had a small amount of water, from the auto defrost we assume and the other contained about 1/2 lb of cat biscuits. Clearly this little mouse had been building up a store, when all was quiet during the night, carrying these biscuits, one by one, behind the fridge. Well it's now back in the cornfield and lets hope it doesn't get caught again.This evening I went alone to the Limassol restaurant, to meet a crowd of other friends. Joan had not been feeling 100% so declined the event. The lady who owns this restaurant is Turkish Cypriot and will cook traditional food for a party if somebody organises the whole thing. Well Lorraine and Anne-Marie had done just that. It was a real change to get away from the standard kebabs etc and eat something really delicious and different. It was basically just like a very big mezé, a couple of dishes with beans, some chicken in a very strong flavoured vegetable, fresh stuffed vine leaves and a meat borak which was the size of havana cigars and delicious, but the fact that it ahd been all specially cooked fresh for us made it very good.
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