The wind storm brought down a thirty or so foot high banana plant inhabiting a pot which was undoubtedly once big enough to hold it but really isn’t quite now. It looked like a two or more person job to right it with some risk of its breaking in two. Until S arrives, notes that it is in a state of collapse at the bottom of the steps to the deck, and calmly rights it against the wall. But we’d thought it might break. Oh no, it’s a banana plant - they’re bendy. As indeed seems to be the case. And a quick reminder of the silly - and untrue - rumour going around before Brexit that the EU banned bendy bananas.
Stop at Doğan’s office to arrange about getting a visa extension as the one we got on arrival gave us sixty days which is not quite enough. So we’ll do that next week.
Then to a Sikh restaurant for an Indian meal. Pakoras and bahjis as starters and then we each choose a different main, mine a nice and extremely garlicky chicken dish. Also a mushroom dish to share. Once more we are the only people in the restaurant, partly because it’s mid-afternoon by the time we go and partly because it has only just re-opened after a wedding trip to India. S teases the pretty young bride who helps us choose the food but she can hold her own. Excellent food and lovely relaxed meal. In fact most meals in Cyprus, North and South, are relaxed. It would be uncivilised to hurry with food.
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