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Thursday, 17 April 2025

Thursday, April 17/2025

 


Bill to pay at town office. Would like to know before walking over whether it is payable by Mastercard. Message them to ask. Reply comes about three days later - well, fair enough as I have obviously not messaged in Turkish and it may have taken a while to find someone who wanted to respond in English. However, reply is: ‘Can you paint?’

Possibly a reply intended for someone else, like a contractor, but seems a little short, in more ways than one. And what response could I give? ‘No artist but have done an occasional satisfactory job on a wall’? We decide to walk over. A little over a kilometre and it’s a lovely day - especially on the shady side of the street.

Meet a couple en route. The man begins by asking if we speak French. The truthful answer is a little less every year, but am Quebec born and bred. They’re pleased as their English probably slightly less than my French. So short discussion on what to see and how to get there. Realise later we haven’t found out where they’re from - probably France or they would have said.

And then the municipal office. Very pleasant and they do, like - almost - everyone else take credit cards.

Slightly different route home, which includes, as often in our village, a lovely ruin. Not necessarily ancient but an aesthetic pleasure.