Thursday, February 15/2018

To Famagusta, or Gazimağusa, to use the Turkish name. Dental appointment first, but Fehmi - as always with a civilised pace - has us start with Turkish coffee. Phyllis, his wife joins us and we apologise for having failed to find the son’s restaurant on Friday. More internet mapping since then, and a consensus that - diversion apart - we simply underestimated how far it was and gave up too soon. 

It’s market day - not coincidentally - so that’s our next stop. Always a feast for the eyes first. We buy a half kilo of yoghurt as well as mushrooms, cherry tomatoes and lentils, and give many other attractive things a miss, having been to Prinos yesterday, and mindful of the limitations of our little fridge. 

Then out to Ocean House for lunch. Fehmi and Phyllis’s son is unfortunately ill and not there but Phyllis is, and sees to it that we get the royal treatment - and a fish and seafood platter for four. Delicious, and unlikely to be our last visit.