And also water - sort of. As in the pump that brings it to the flat is electric but the water tank warming on the roof is gravity fed. Can be brought from warm to hot electrically.
But J notes the municipal workers outside. Investigation leads to info that they have turned off our water due to an underground leak in the pipe outside the building. Workers’ English not vastly better than J’s non-existent Turkish.
Stop at Doğan’s office and determine that he is aware of problems and all will be fixed today. Sounds satisfactory - and only slightly improbable. Jackhammers and all?
Home with strawberries and wine and - prudently - bottle of water.
No sign of jackhammer wielders but knock on door turns out to be Alexander - neighbour from next flat, newly arrived back from Russia. Whisky and conversation on Alexander’s patio until electricity returns, somewhat belatedly but company cheerful enough no complaints.
Still no sign of jackhammers but satisfactory water flow from taps. Once more J encounters man outside - different man this time. Relative of Doğan? Our tank apparently filled and water then shut off. Genuine - jackhammer? - repairs tomorrow.
Slightly theatre of the absurd. Info obtained from other dramatic characters wandering stage right. Status as comedy or tragedy unclear. Alexander enters from previous production. Whisky moves from interval to second act. Sequel promised.