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Our adventures in the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus continue....
Dinner was superb at the fairly new Patina restaurant over in Catalkoy. Atay and Alicia had been there before and invited us to join them, together with two of the Iceland gang who are still over here. This restaurant needs adding to the list of, very good, special occasion restaurants. Joan and I went off to Arapkoy this morning, for a customer furniture delivery, just as the window men arrived. When we got home, they had fitted the last three double glazed windows and the new patio door but left a real mess behind them. It appears that they were all anxious to get a plane over to Istanbul for the Bayram holiday forgetting to clean up the customers premises after them. A few irate phone calls later and an agreement was made to get our cleaning lady in at their expense and our dressing table from that room can go to the cabinet makers to be sanded and re-varnished. Seems they were using it to stand on to reach the window. Will they never learn over here that all of this eats in to their profits. At least our new bedroom is now ready and our new bed has arrived. So with half a bathroom, a new huge bedroom and a complete dressing room we are almost ready for the next visitor to arrive on Monday evening. |
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Yesterday afternoon they came and cut out the old window in our old bedroom, right down to ground level, to make way for new patio doors which will be access to the old kitchen terrace. True to Cypriot form, they suddenly decided that the glass man would not be ready to install this evening. Under normal circumstances, not a problem, but now there is another storm brewing up and Joan and I are due to have dinner with Atay and his wife. So what do we get, you guessed it, a sheet of flapping plastic to partially cover the hole. Good job we moved out of that bedroom at the beginning of the week. |