To Jane and Bill's for a noon barbecue, succulent marinated lamb kabobs. David and Susan there as well.
Then J and B very kindly take us across the border to Famagusta to see their smiling avuncular dentist. I've brought x-rays from home, which he regards sadly. They are, how should I say it, smoky. I focus on the blurs and am forced to agree when I'm shown an example of a much clearer x-ray. Within an hour the dentist's son has whisked me to a nearby hospital where They have done a parabolic x-ray, presented me with the resulting cd, and charged me 55 Turkish lira (€15.31, £13.10, $21.86 CAD). The slowest part is the entering of my data onto the hospital computer, which involves ascertaining the first names (not surnames) of both parents, both deceased for some time, of course. Memory of having to provide my father's name at the immigration desk of some Middle East country (Syria?). Then arrangements to return tomorrow.