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 […]

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.

A sort of savings

A better work day than yesterday, partly because I sent off the text I’d written to the person I’d written it for, and he was very pleased with it. So that started the morning off well, and the next task went rather more smoothly. In the afternoon, the GF and I returned to the paint […]

Weary old day

I am rather struggling with this new contract I’ve taken up. It’s strange because I should be able to just fire things out without much thought – it’s fairly simple writing work, far less complex than pretty much anything I’ve written or edited in years. I was talking it through with the GF, and he […]

Paint job

It was a funny sort of weekend, with both of us feeling anxious and tense about the flat and its progress, as well as various work related matters. For me, there was the annoyance of one of my longstanding clients revealing that as of two years ago invoices have to be submitted using a special […]