Everything is open, I don’t understand how lockdown works. Well, I suppose it means there are fewer people out, which is certainly a good thing in a pandemic. But even the famous fish sandwich on the Golden Horn was open, and the famous fish sandwich man was there.
We popped into the flat and saw that much of the plaster on the walls is now gone. It really feels like it’s moving now.
My nightmares have now turned to the whole damn place falling down. This is to replace the nightmares about the visa application – early this morning, around 4, we finally received emails about it, so it has not been lost, phew.