Temperatures had reached the late 30s...at one point briefly touching 40 degrees, so this wind has been such a relief. I've managed two nights of much needed sleep with the windows open. Of course the furniture is now covered in thick dust as a result, but it's a small price to pay!
This morning the wind has dropped and I will set off to market in Milas early before it gets too hot again.
My friend Gwen stayed for a couple of days last week and today is on her way back to England. She's back again in August/September.
I'm planning a trip over to England for just a week in September. I need to be with my daughter on her birthday. I have missed far too many of her birthdays since I moved here, and it's about time I rectified this. She is looking forward to it as much as I am. And of course I can't wait to see my grandsons again. Billy continues to be as cute as ever and I just love talking to him on webcam and Jimi grows more gorgeous every day.
Mr A continues with his job over in Bodrum/Gumbet and isn't getting home as much as he or I would like him to. He's working long unsociable hours, is very tired, and frankly I worry about the journey from Bodrum to home on the motorbike. It's a busy, fast road, and one well known for traffic accidents. He intends to come home this evening and of course I'm looking forward to it, but I'm getting used to this situation yet again. I don't like it but I have to accept that he needs to earn money and that has to take priority. I cope when I have something good to look forward to...my planned flying visit to England in September helps.
An update on the rubbish collection...it still hasn't been collected. I spoke to the Muhtar myself the other day and got the usual shrug of the shoulders. Having filled the bin to overflowing, I placed an old plastic bin beside it which is also now full. So I'm now taking my rubbish further down the hill to the next available bin....which is also almost filled to capacity. I can't understand why I seem to be the only person in the village actually bothered by this problem. I decided against dumping my rubbish in the Muhtar's office...it's right opposite the teahouse, and I don't relish being laughed at by the men gathered there. So I have decided not to pay my water bill. It's overdue, but it includes the charge for rubbish collection...so it won't be paid until the rubbish is cleared. This small act of protest makes me feel a little better, although as most villagers seem to avoid paying their bills for as long as six months, I doubt it will have any effect on the Muhtar.
Well that's all for now...off to face the crowded dolmuş to Milas.