Annual pre-Christmas gathering down at the Blue Song. Horst playing Santa Claus and serving glögg which he has reportedly brewed himself according to a special formula. Should, I suppose, be glühwein, Horst being German. And glühwein is a nicer name - literally ‘glow wine’ rather than a sound reminiscent of blocked drains. But Horst’s glögg is much nicer than mulled wine, German or English. It’s made with schnapps instead of wine with spoonfuls of walnuts and raisins in the bottom of the cup. And it stays steaming hot rather than subsiding into sweet tepidness like mulled wine. Taste is more complex too.
And, surprisingly, Criegan sheds light on the question of the man found dead in his car during the Tuesday rains. Criegan has a part time job arranging coffins for funerals. And, sitting opposite him is Jessy who has a voluntary role regarding welfare amongst foreign residents. Between them they supply quite a bit of information. Turns out that the man, Erçin Fevzi, was a brother-in-law of a woman that most of our group know well. The autopsy has been conducted in Lefkoșa (apparently cause of death was cardio-vascular disease) and the body will be taken to the little Roman Catholic church in Girne. This surprises everyone on a couple of grounds. First because the man came from a Muslim family and appears, most unusually, to have converted to Catholicism, and second because common understanding is that the destination cemetery was, like many in Cyprus, already full. So word of mouth, as often elsewhere, more informative than the news media.
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