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Recovery time

Sunday today, and recovery time after the ordeals of the past days. We took the ferry to Balat, had a coffee and walked back. And that is all. This cleared my head enough to make me think, let’s not move in at the end of the month so the GF won’t have to live a […]

Epic

A really epic day. When the GF rose we had a quick lunch and then walked down to the pier to take the ferry to Uskudar, from where to take the metro over to Ikea. Only to find that the ferries were not running due to races, so the only part of the day we […]

Tap dance

So the GF went to buy the right tap and the mirror while I stayed in and worked. They will actually be delivered on Monday. It’s now getting uncomfortably close to our moving date. Tomorrow we’ll go to Ikea to order our kitchen cabinets and sofa though I am not confident that anything will be […]

Justified

It turns out my fury yesterday was justified after all, as the architect wrote to say that actually the taps would look more beautiful on the counter, don’t you think? I lay on my face for a while, possessed with rage, much to the GF’s obvious distress, but there is not much to be done […]

A little strop

I threw a little strop today, when I thought that the fixture for the wall mounted taps had been incorrectly fitted as a counter-mounted fixture. This turned out to be incorrect – it was properly installed, but simmering discontent remains as several other things we’d specified have not been done, such as a heated towel […]

Another milestone

Another milestone to middle age reached (after the gratification a few days ago at rising house prices) as the GF and I subscribed to the Financial Times and I have started reading it every morning. It is an excellent newspaper and very refreshing after the Guardian. The line it takes is clear and it seems […]

Fabio on a balcony

One of our neighbouring flats has been taken by a Fabio lookalike. He has flowing leonine locks, a perpetually bare and well-formed chest, and a tattoo on his arm. He sits on his balcony in the mornings and occasionally shakes out his hair.