Not a very eventful month, I should say. I’ve been in Istanbul throughout. There is work. There is flat related stuff. This weekend was Pride and our area was basically besieged by police. At least there was no tear gas so far as I know.
The GF is out of town, roistering with his schoolfriends. Or rather not roistering at all as he was dreading that part of it. I had planned to do all sorts of important things on the weekend but was very under the weather and managed almost none.
Today I’m racing to finish a very long and difficult chapter of a book I am editing. I’m less than halfway through but I have tomorrow as well. And I’m surrounded by the most valuable items in then kitchen, i.e. basically all our tea supplies, as the kitchen tiles are being installed and everything is covered in blue plastic. So I had to have lunch delivered as the kitchen was most definitely out of action and then eat my meze with chopsticks as those were the only pieces of cutlery valuable enough to keep out of the kitchen drawers whilst there is work going on.
One of the three people I work with closely is leaving, at rather short notice as far as I can tell. All very mysterious.