1 – The Dream

The Dream

August 2004

Through the patio door, looking out from our main bedroom, across the pool, I can clearly see the Mediterranean. There is a slight mist which will soon clear. Dogs howl and the sound carries across the valley above which the villa we built stands on the small hill. We call the villa Beyaz Ev, Turkish for White House. Two years ago when we bought the land the villa now stands on, we were alone, but once we brought electricity down from the village above us, neighbours started appearing. Now, to the East, the other side of a tarmac road, and down in a dip, is the Dog House. Even though this house has no roof, the owners are using it to run a kennel. As I write I hear dogs barking. On beş k�pek, fifteen dogs, board there at the moment. Willi and Lena, a Swedish couple, visit every few hours to see if their charges have not been released by the disgruntled villagers.

Directly in front of us is the Kremlin, a house being built by a Russian. Will it have one or two stories? If only it has one story then the house will have little impact on our view. If a second storey is added then we might be looking at spires as we sit on our terrace and gaze with stunned expressions across the villages of Incesu and Alsancak towards the Mediterranean, a little shocked at what we have achieved in such a relatively short time.

The Kremlin was rumoured to be finished by now but building has suddenly stopped. Perhaps, we wondered wistfully, this has something to do with it being situated on a small strip of land jutting out from the road into the steep valley. This has meant that the house on both sides is very close to steep inclines. The last time we were here, in June, we watched for several hours as lorries lined up to pour thousands of tons of concrete into the foundations. Perhaps this didn�t work and the Kremlin will fall?

To the west of us we are expecting more houses to appear as the owner of the land has been bull-dozing the land in preparation for a project which would have to fit into his steeply inclined land. It is not immediately apparent how houses will fit into this land as at the moment it is a series of paths with very little room for houses. This will not stop him we�re sure, as we�ve seen houses appear on far more difficult terrain. With land now being sold at up to �120,000 an acre, compared to �30,000 a few years ago, every landowner now wants to cash in there assets and enjoy a few years of being well off after decades of near poverty.

Behind us we have two blocks of land owned by two people apparently related to each other. We met the new owners of the largest plot when they were being shown around it by their builder. The couple had been given this land as a wedding present and told us they did not intend to build on it for a few years. At the moment they were living in the USA and when they returned to the island then they would then build a home for themselves. Unfortunately as the builder checked the land against the kocan, the deeds, he was carrying he discovered that our builder had placed our car hardstand and part of our perimeter wall on the couple�s land. Thankfully our builder has now negotiated a land swap which satisfied the couple. However, we�ve yet to see this officially confirmed. At the end of these negotiations as the couple�s builder started to walk away, he turned to me and said, �You know that my brother-in-law owns your drive?� Then without further explanation he drove off.

A few days later his brother-in-law appeared with a Tapu, Land Registry, man. He confirmed that the land we had been using for access did not belong to us but worse still, for the brother-in-law, nor did most of the land he thought he owned. It turned out that many years before the government had appropriated his land, and some of ours, to expand the small track joining the villages of Incesu and Malatya. All he now owned was our drive and a three meter strip next to the new tarmac road. He was so stunned he left without complaining about us using his land as a drive. We know he will return and try to recoup some of the �60,000 he has lost. Fortunately for us we have a few other ways of entering our land but both would mean very steep and costly drives, and would result in the loss of potential garden.

To the east above the Dog House the government has planted fir trees on the bare hillside, decimated by the 1995 fire. Hopefully in a few years this will make the pleasant walk along the ridge of the hill even more pretty than it already is. The path rises to give a wonderful view over the valley and reveals even more paths which link the Kyrenia Range of mountains along the north of the island so that you can walk for twenty or more miles past old castles towards the undeveloped north-east tip. This is something we intend to do when the weather cools in October.

Our villa is a single story building, 165 m2 in area, with 20 m2 of this being taken up by an 8 m long terrace where we sit and gaze across the terrace pool down to the Mediterranean, a mile away. Cool breezes constantly fan us so that despite the day time temperature always being above 30oC it rarely feels uncomfortable. However, sometimes these breezes turn into sharp winds which force us to lower to large umbrella lest we end up with a situation we once saw where the umbrella took off and drifted up into the mountains. We have yet to live in the villa during the winter!

Immediately off the terrace, through a patio door, is a large lounge with a kitchen attached. Whilst you cook you can enjoy the same view as from the terrace making this chore much more pleasant than in the UK. At least that�s what I try to convince Maggie, my wife.

Off the lounge is the dining room/study which triples as a third bedroom. Across from this is the second bedroom with its own bathroom. Between these two rooms is the front door outside of which we intend to create a winter terrace, facing south into the sun.

The large main bedroom with two patio doors out to the terrace, swimming pool and magnificent view, includes a walk in wardrobe and en-suite bedroom. This is where we wake up in the morning, open the patio doors and stare at the Mediterranean drinking cups of tea. Did I tell you this in before? You�re not getting envious are you? How did it all come about? I imagine you are assuming we are rich and are nothing like you, whereas the truth is that when we married in 1998 our combined net assets were a minus figure. So how did we manage to achieve building a villa with no mortgage, owning a place in the UK with no debts, and having enough income for us to retire early? Well it was all down to taking a chance and believing in ourselves. Many of you reading this are in far better financial positions than we were but we took a chance. So how did it happen?



5 – Water


Water is something you take for granted in England. Mostly it comes out of taps and equally mostly it come out of the air. You turn on the tap, water comes out. If it doesn�t you panic. In Northern Cyprus we got used to turning on the tap and no water coming out.

Because we had decided to build out in the wilds we had to bring water and electricity to us. Water initially came in the form of a 12 tonne tanker load every week. This would cost us �14 and it was not until we were finally on the mains that we realised that we could have purchased � loads. Our builder told us he had included 9 tons of water storage with the house. This consisted of a 4� tonne balance tank for the pool, a 3� tonne depot for household water and probably 1 tonne for the solar hot water system on the roof. The only problem with this arrangement was that in the summer evaporation from the pool and leakages resulted in just under � tonne of water loss per day. On top of this was the problem that the last � tonne of water was inaccessible because it was below the pool inlet pipe and another � tonne was unavailable because of the mechanics of the pool. This gave us only 7 days before we either filled the balance tank up again or we allowed the pool level to drop. This was not a serious problem except that an overflow pool is a wonderful way of removing insects from the top of the pool.

The water depot supplying the house had a similar problem with � tonne of water being unavailable because it was below the pipe and a sensor which decided to switch of the water pump when there was still a tonne of water in the system. This left us about 2 � of useable water. It is not until you live under these conditions that you realise how much water you use. A non-economical washing machine uses about 150 litres of water (1000 litres to a tonne), so a wash a day gets rid of 1 tonne of water a week. A full bath or non-stop shower uses about 75 litres of water a week; there goes another tonne. This doesn�t leave much for the other water-reliant functions. As you may have guessed our excessive UK water use habits soon changed.

What brought this change fully into operation was the week we ordered our water on a Thursday expecting it to be delivered that day or the next and because of tanker mechanical problems it was not delivered until Tuesday of the following week. It is amazing how long you can make a little water last when you have to.

At the moment we have temporary mains water connected by a hose pipe from a metal pipe about 500 meters away. Metal pipes have been run past our villa and soon we hope to be attached to the main supply from the hills above us. We have a meter attached and we are allowed 20 tonnes every two weeks for a fixed price of �4! If we use more than this then the price per tonne for the extra water increases. We have yet to find out what to. We previously used about 9 tonnes of water a week but when we changed or water consumption habits this reduced to about 6 tonnes a week. Our meter shows we have used about 12 tonnes in two weeks so if we carry on at this rate then our summer water consumption will be about 28 tonnes over or bi-monthly �allowance�.

We are about to have our garden landscaped and included is an �irritation system� as some people refer to it. Neighbours have reported increases in their water bills by as much as �30 per month. This may not seem much unless you are trying to live on a �500 per month pension as many early retirees are trying to do. The advice we have been given is to plant mainly drought resistant varieties if possible.

Two other useful pieces of water related equipment it is worth having are metal water depots with stands and a submersible pump. We have two depots which cost us �100 each, both able to hold 2 tonnes of water. The pump cost us �40 in the UK and has been a godsend at times. We estimate that as long as we keep our system full at all times, if there was a serious water shortage we could last a month and that�s without using the swimming pool for household functions.

The issue of shall we drink the water or not is a serious one. We have had a tap attached directly to the mains supply so that it does not come to us via the depot. This is probably not necessary but as we are away for months at a time we prefer not to drink water which has stood, un-chlorinated, that long. There have been no stomach upsets from drinking the water so for now we are trusting the local supply.

Another alternative which those with more sensitive stomachs use is the hot and cold drink dispenser which carries a 19 litre bottle of water. After the initial deposit on the bottle, refills cost �1.20 each and last two people about 2 days if they use this water for every situation which involves drinking water, in other words for teas and coffees and for cooking. It is wonderful having cold or boiling water on tap, but make sure you buy a model dispenses more than � litre of cold water before it starts to warm up. You�ll find this information in the instruction book. We have a compromise which consists of using the theoretically non-reusable bottles with our own water. This system is only for those capable or quickly turning upside down an open bottle, full of water, weighing 19kgs, before the floor is too flooded. For a saving of about �15 per month I am willing to do this.

February 2004

February 2004 – Our Home is going

Tuesday 17th February
One day to go until packing day, when Dolphin removers (www.dolphinremovers.com) are coming to pack our home up.  I tried to do a lot of the sorting in preparation but Mal wasn’t feeling at all well. I had taken my car in for a service and unfortunately they told me that I needed a lot of work doing to it and so I had to tell them to press on as I needed the car back.

Wednesday 18th February
The men from Dolphin arrived at around 8.30am and my goodness were they quick, if you put it down, it was containerised!

We had no car and I had a hair appointment so Ange came over to run Mal to school (his late starting day) and then to take Barney over to their house as he was being freaked out by all the packing cases and then she returned to take me to the hairdressers.  She took one look at Mal and said how ill he looked.  I had already said this but now he decided perhaps he should go to the doctors.

It was all quite daunting having your home packed around you and so it was light relief being at the hairdressers.

Mal went to the doctors and as us women say or at least the men say about us, he had a ‘problem down below with some swelling’.  Let us leave it at that and the doctor gave him antibiotics. He was now having difficulty walking/lifting things; you know everything that you need to do when you are having your home packed up.  We went to bed earlyish whilst we still had a bed to sleep in!

Thursday 19th February
Nelson and the gang from Dolphin returned again at about 8.30am and whizzed through a lot more of our belongings. A bit of a grim day, me thinking all my home was disappearing and Mal feeling extremely unwell and uncomfortable. I spent a lot of the day cleaning out cupboards and just generally following round with the Dyson as rooms were emptied (before the Dyson was packed too!) Then of course no car again and I was getting an ever growing pile of things that I wanted to stay in England.  Luckily after three days without a car, at 6.00pm they said it was finished so I went and collected it. As we had a lot of things which we really wanted left in the caravan, we filled the car and drove them round there.  Well, Darren, the owner’s son saw us and told us the park was officially shut and we shouldn’t be there.  Mal pleaded that we didn’t know what else to do with plants and we apologised and left the things there.

We returned home and sat ripping bits off a cooked chicken with a newspaper and kitchen towel roll on the floor (plates, knives forks etc have been packed!).  That was our dinner, along with bread buttered with a teaspoon.  Mal had lost his appetite anyway, so it didn’t matter.

But the bed was still there!

Friday 20th February
Nelson and co arrived at 8.30am, big smiles all over their faces and saying ‘today is the day’.  Yes, I didn’t need to be reminded of this. I am a person who likes to know where their home is and I enjoy my home and now I am feeling a bit homeless!

We had arranged to have the carpets cleaned from 10am but because the packers were up and down stairs, the carpet cleaning man said he would come back in the evening to finish off the stairs.

Mal and I spent most of the day keeping out of the way, sitting on the floor in one of the empty spare bedrooms, surrounded by our 2 suitcases and boxes of things to be taken to Ange and Rhys’s, to be looked after. As our container pulled out of the drive, it reminded me of the song….my old man said follow the van…………………..

There we were with nothing left except what surrounded us on the floor.  We took it out to the car and drove round to Durlock Lodge where we had booked to stay the night. Had we? We arrived and no one was there.  Mal called them and they said they had no booking for us.  Well, he had booked somewhere but we hadn’t a clue where. Is it any wonder in all this madness?! Luckily they had a spare room so we were saved from being truly homeless.  We have also arranged to stay there for the night we return from Cyprus as the caravan park reopens on 1st March.

Mal was still feeling very unwell and so returned to the doctors who gave him a double dose of more antibiotics. He is now taking these along with pain killers. Later that evening we let the carpet cleaning man back into Birchcroft and asked him to shut the door after him when it was completed.  We drove over to Ange and Rhys’s to leave the last boxes over there. Barney didn’t seem to take too much notice of us.  He seemed quite content being amongst his pals, Ziggy and Charlie and of course all the fun of the four boys, particularly Sol who seems to have a real animal passion. We dined on fish and chips, far better than the previous night’s dinner.

Durlock Lodge was really nice and cottagey and cosy so tonight’s home isn’t too bad.

Saturday 21st February
We woke up and it took a while to remember where we were.  As I said to Mal, I feel homeless but he reminded me that we actually had three homes but that doesn’t stop me feeling that I am in limbo, in fact nowhere at the moment! Our breakfast was all left on the corridor outside our room, even croissants in the oven, for us to help ourselves and to take it in the room. Filter coffee, the lot. Very civilized.  We then collected all our belongings into our two suitcases, put them in the car and drove back to Birchcroft. Mal unscrewed the satellite dish and I scrubbed the remaining floors (on my hands and knees as my mop has been containerised!)  The strimmer was still in the garage, so we now have the strimmer and the satellite dish in the car and they will just move around with us for a while!  What fun. At 11.30am, Rafael from the letting agents came to check the house and basically said it was cleaner than when we moved in and didn’t bother checking much at all.  He is quite happy with the place, a good thing as we have about a �1,500 deposit riding on this, so we took the meter readings and handed the keys over. The end of another era!

In the car with the remains of what we have left in the UK (no, I know we have more in the caravan!) and drove to Stansted Hilton. It was quite a relief to get there and unwind a little. We had a minor celebration with a bottle of pink champagne and then went off to have our ‘Valentines’ dinner.  This had been delayed from the 14th as we were too busy at the time!  The food was good BUT they had three attempts at giving us a correct bill and that took them twenty five minutes. It became a joke in the end…’think of a number, any number between 50 and 150 pounds’!  We were both shattered from the events of the last few days and I think we both fell asleep watching the TV by about 9.30pm!

Sunday 22nd February
We left the Hilton around 11am and took their bus to the airport. Checked in early and spent some time in Dixons but could find nothing that we wanted. Did a bit of shopping and then waited for the plane.  As usual no announcements about the delay, we all just sat there at the gate. So nice that no one says a thing.  I am sure they will have to get their acts together soon, especially if they do agree to join the EC in May. We left at 4.00pm, an hour late.  The plane wasn’t full and so we were able to spread out a little. We arrived at Ge�itkale around 11.30pm (2 hours ahead) and Pat met us.

Impressed with the Jasmine Court (the first time we have stayed here).  We have a suite of rooms.  A large table for 6, settees etc etc.  Very nice and also there was a large club sandwich waiting for us. Went to bed at around 3.00am

Monday 23rd February
In spite of our going to sleep at 3.00am, we managed to have our breakfast and see Pat, our rep at 9.30am. Yes, she had booked us a car and it would arrive shortly. Meanwhile we had received a text from Peter and Gwen saying ‘Welcome home’. That was nice. So, we took the car and drove to Burhan’s to sort out our furniture. When we arrived she looked a bit crestfallen and said that there was a problem.  Here we go, I thought, the sofa bed and table and 2 chairs aren’t ready.  It wasn’t that at all but the fact they were fully booked for the delivery driver.  She said that because they were so busy she couldn’t give us an exact time, but we said that was fine, we would wait up at the house from 3.30pm. She was really impressed with the business cards that Mal had created with a map of how to get to ‘Beyaz Ev’. Well, what else do you do when you have no address?   So, we left and the next stop was Dizayn Potteries to see if they would make us a sign for the house.  I had tried to get this done in Canterbury but they wanted �60.  We have now ordered this for half the price from the potteries here. We felt we were on a roll.  That was a mistake.  We then drove to the house and yes, the balustrades are in place around the swimming pool.

Just one problem, the gate we asked for, leading onto the side garden, does not exist, which means you would have to walk all the way through the house to get to the side garden!! The stone wall to the rear is almost complete and at least we have boundary at the rear.

However, no fences are up and when we went inside the house, as far as we can see, nothing has been done since our last visit. I was so disappointed. We had planned to stay for one night to try everything out and prepare a full snagging list. Impossible. Not least of all there is no water connected.  On further investigation, the shower screen we had asked for is so low Mal has to duck to get into it.

Whilst we were outside, we noticed that the other side of the road, down in the dip, workmen had started building.

We just knew that as soon as we had paid for the electricity to come down the mountain, everyone would be moving in. However no one can build to take away our sea view (is that so?).  We then saw a couple driving to the site and so we walked over and introduced ourselves to Leena and Willi, a nice Swedish couple.  They have lived in Lapta for 4 years but have decided to relocate (I wonder why?) Their house was started last week and they need it complete by 10th March (!!!!!!!!!!!) as they have sold their other house.  They said the day we move in they will be waiting with a bottle of champagne and 4 glasses.

Feeling extremely disheartened, we decided to pop and see Peter and Gwen. On entering their road, there was an Alsancak Beledaysi sign saying that the road was closed. We just sat there thinking what to do next, I forgot to mention that Mal had thought he had brought the phone we use over here, but with everything that had gone on the last week, we don’t know where it is and quite frankly it could be anywhere. We are lucky to be here with some clothes and most of the things we should have with us! So, in desperation we drove to Tempo supermarket to stock up with wine!  Then I thought we would try my mobile and it worked via Turkcell, which it had never done before and we managed to get through to Pete, who said he would come and meet us and show us the rocky road up. Yes, it was rocky and pot holey and I think the exhaust on the car is now preparing to drop off at any time. On the way to Peter’s, we went past ‘Del boys’ house and he was standing outside asking why we hadn’t visited him last time.  Derek was one of my contractors at Circle 33, some years back, so what a small world that we should both end up here. We promised to go and visit during this stay. We then had a very good hour or two with Peter and Gwen.  Peter took great delight in laughing about Mal’s affliction. We then realised that we had to be back up at the house for the furniture delivery and so Pete and Gwen came with us, round the alternative route again because of the blocked off road.

We also checked our electricity meter and discovered our first electricity bill in there. It was for just over 6 million (a little over �2).

The furniture arrived shortly after 3.30pm and we were initially pleased with it.

We had a quick look and left it in the wrappers, probably because we were too busy ‘catching up’ with Gwen and Peter!

We tried to open the sofa bed but it wouldn’t work right!
Then we went back to Peter and Gwen’s and they lent us a travel kettle as our three kettles are not with us (no, don’t ask, I am presuming all three are in a container somewhere.)

At dusk we came back to the Jasmine Court Hotel, had a quick bath and then dinner.  We asked for two brandy sours and quite honestly we can say they were the worst we have ever tasted.  For this pleasure they have charged us TL16!! Just for the two drinks.  We ate dinner, left the drinks and left the restaurant. The waiter came running after us to sign the bill and Mal wrote on it ‘terrible, we didn’t drink them’.  We had already told the waiter this and he did nothing about them, so they will not be paid for with the final bill.

We called Torin (mini version) as it is his third birthday today and I think the first birthday of any of them that we have missed, so we had a joint rendition of ‘Happy Birthday’ to him across the miles!  Rhys then came on the phone to say how well Barney was doing and he was curled up next to Charlie and that he would be happy to keep him if we want to come out here for longer periods at a time.  That is so nice of him. We will see. After all, as yet, we don�t even know when Mal is finishing school and Barney is already 13�.

We tried to get through to Hakan, but haven’t managed to get through to him on his mobile. This is slightly worrying.

Exhausted, went to bed to find our beds had been turned down, they had cleared away our two dead wine bottles and left little bags of chocolates on our pillow. Just like being on the cruise again.

Tuesday 24th February
We didn’t manage to get down to breakfast until 9.45.  It has to be said that the Jasmine Court is very plush and comfortable. The beds especially! It is just quite impersonal but then we are busy so that matters very little.

Mal complained to reception about the drinks last night and they knocked them off the bill, so that is fine. I think it was more the fact that when we complained to the waiter and asked for more brandy he just shrugged his shoulders.

We managed to get through to Hakan and have arranged to meet him tomorrow at 4pm. That’s a relief. Mal said he sounded very tired and also surprised that we were here.  We had told him, but he is very busy and it actually means that we get to hold on to the retention money for longer.  The villa must be ready for our Easter visit as our furniture will be arriving and also that is where we are staying. At least then we have 16 days to live with it all before we hand over any of the money. So, perhaps after the initial shock of seeing the house unfinished, it has worked out for the best. I am now beginning to get back into the laid back Cyprus way of thinking and so none of it seems such a big deal anymore.

We then decided that we should go back to the house and check the furniture that was delivered yesterday. The chairs and table for the terrace are fine but when I tried to pull out the bed settee,  first it rolled straight off the wheels and separated from the main body of the sofa and then we discovered that a couple of bolts had dropped off.  Great.  The conclusion to this is to go back to Burhan’s and tell them we’re not happy before we hand over the rest of the money.  This we did and they agreed to meet us at the house tomorrow while we are there with Hakan.

Side View
Next, we went to Girne as Mal wanted some jogging bottoms so that he didn’t have to wear tight trousers. Poor thing is still suffering. We also went and paid our electricity bill but as we were late paying, by 5 days, we incurred a penalty of roughly 8 pence.  Having said that, because the lira is in millions and they need so much little change and most of the time don’t bother with it, this reduced to roughly 3p as he had no small change!

On from here to Fiskos to enquire about single beds.  We were just about to come away with all the info when who should walk in but Derek and his wife. So, we stood in the middle of the shop reminiscing about Circle and Derek reminded me that I was the one who gave them their break when they first started their company in 1990!  All this seems a long time ago. We promised again to go and visit them before we leave this time, and to continue our chat, as by this time Mal’s pain killers and antibiotics were due and we had left them back at the hotel.  Poor thing, he did not look well at all.

Mal looks exhausted and so spent the early evening on the bed having a sleep. I am sure it will do him good.

It has been cloudy all day and threatening a storm although nothing has come of it yet.  At least last weeks snow left before we arrived.

Whilst we were out today we heard that the talks are not going well for a united Cyprus, ready for the first of May.  This time it is the Greeks who are not agreeing.  The rest is up to Annan.

Had dinner in the hotel restaurant. The food can not be faulted, fantastic selection but we declined drinks with our dinner and finished off  with wine back in the room.

Wednesday 25th February
We had breakfast, well at least I did, Mal just had half a cup of coffee and then off to Gwen and Peter’s as we had been invited to lunch.  It was quite sunny today, and warmer, so we spent some time sitting by their pool. Mal wasn’t managing to sit still for too long and so kept having a wander round. He was so uncomfortable and quite frankly looked awful and very pale. It was the pain that was doing it. Gwen prepared lunch but all Mal managed was about a spoonful of soup. At 4pm we all went up to the house and met Hakan. As usual he has been very busy and said that the BBC are doing a programme here and the only Estate Agents they have chosen is Stringers and they are showing one of his houses.  I think this is putting even more pressure on him. He assures us that the house will be complete by Easter. We jointly went through a list we had prepared and he was apparently aware of all of we needed by then.  He also apologised for the lack of a gate in the balustrade and said he would see to this. One of his workmen was there treating the metal.

Gwen and Pete in our ‘garden’
This was helpful to Gwen and Peter as they wanted to know what was used instead of Hamerite.  We have confidence in Hakan and are sympathetic to his problems as a result of all the building going on causing a desperate shortage of workmen.  At least he understands that we will be living there next time we come. The men came about the sofa bed and agreed the mechanism is faulty and took that away.  Quite honestly Mal and I are not happy with the bed, as well as the mechanism.  It is not comfortable and really is not what we thought they were making. We will have to return to the shop again. Everyone left and we returned to the hotel.  Mal went to bed as he was in agony and feeling very ill. He then got up and was sick (with the pain he was in).  We then discovered he had no more Nurofen left and it was 6.30 in the evening, so I went off in the car in search of a pharmacy that was open. The one in Karaoğlanoğlu was open and so I ended up having a very long chat with the female pharmacist in there and buying some Nurofen plus. I was so worried about Mal I had come out without any Turkish money and she was quite happy for me to ‘bring the money in next time you are passing’.  I did however have some English money with me and so paid with that. This is why we love the Turkish Cypriots so much. They are so kind.  She didn’t know me from Adam. I drove back to the hotel and gave Mal the pain killers.  He just stayed in bed and slept, having no dinner. Hopefully he will feel better tomorrow or we will have to go to a doctor.

I woke at 6am and gave Mal some more pain killers and then went into the living room so that he could continue getting some sleep.

He woke just before breakfast finished and I managed to get him to the restaurant so that he could at least eat something.  He managed a boiled egg and half a roll and because he was in agony sitting he left while I finished my breakfast. He spent the rest of the morning curled up on the settee and taking more and more pain killers.

We had now decided that neither of us had confidence in the bed settee working properly because if it doesn’t work when it is new then what hope do we have later.  This is the problem you have when  you have things made and don’t actually seeing what you are buying until you are supposed to hand over the money. Laced with pain killers, Mal managed to get in the car and we drove the short distance down to Burhan’s. We spoke to the lady in there and tried to explain and she rang her brother in the Lefkosa shop.  He wanted to talk to Mal.  Meanwhile we had a good chat and she fully understood what I was saying and agreed they would take it back.  There was the point of the deposit which Mal said we would lose if necessary but I know how hard Mal works for his money and she very kindly agreed that we could choose something from the shop to equal value.  As she said, she did not want to upset anyone and I felt this was very genuine and so we agreed to buy a small table with drawers in it. We felt we had been treated very well and would recommend Burhan’s to anyone. I am sure we will be using this shop in the future as they had been so understanding.

The remaining parts of the sofa will be collected tomorrow after 4pm and they will deliver the table at the same time.

Mal just about managed to get back in the car and up to our suite before collapsing on the settee and falling asleep again. At least in the afternoon he managed to eat another boiled egg and a roll. I suppose it is nice that at least he is suffering in pleasant surroundings of the suite!   It is sunny outside and much warmer but we are only seeing it from the balcony or in Mal’s case from the sofa.

About 4.30pm and dosed up to the eyeballs again, (Mal that is!) we drove down to Fiskos to order 2 single beds and wrought iron headboards.  Whilst we were there, we talked to them about our sofa bed disaster and ended up ordering one from them.  This time in blue and a three-seater which should open out into a 4 foot 6 inch bed.  We also managed to order single beds that were about 3 foot 5 inches wide rather than the normal 3 foot size. Hopefully this will be successful.  We have arranged for Pete to arrange the delivery prior to our next arrival.  He doesn’t know that yet but I am sure he will oblige.  Back to the hotel so Mal can rest and see if tonight he can summon up the energy to have dinner.

Mal got up to have some dinner but only ate a small amount of lamb and then back to bed.

Friday 27th February
Woke up and Mal was even more swollen.  This is now getting worrying so I went to breakfast but he didn’t want any, so I brought back a roll and a boiled egg which he did manage to eat later.

The decision was then made that we would go back and speak to our friendly pharmacist Mehmet in Karaoğlanoğlu.  He advised going to see a doctor and told us where it was, on the way into Girne, DrMűnűr Hűdaverdi. Off we went and when we got there, there was an empty waiting room and the nurse told us to take a seat for 10 minutes as he had gone shopping! He was back within the 10 minutes and examined Mal and said that the antibiotics he had been given in England were too weak and that he would give him stronger medicines. He also gave him an injection and asked him to return at 4.30 this afternoon. So back we went to Mehmet and he now has three lots of medicine and some cream. The four items were under �24, and so compares favourably with the NHS!!  He also told Mal to walk as little as possible, so he went back to the hotel and back to bed.  What a miserable holiday for him.

Of course then it occurred to me that the furniture was being collected at the house the same time as we should be at the doctors, so a quick call to Peter and he kindly said he would sort all that out.

The coffee table exchange!
Mal slept all day until it was time to return to the doctors.  He gave him another antibiotic injection and said there may be a chance of septicaemia or he may have to drain it OR it may be surgery but he hoped that with all the tablets and the very strong injections that he could blast the infection out.  We only have tomorrow and then decisions have to be made. Having lost faith in the NHS (not that we had much to start with! Sorry if Joe should ever read this and we are sure your practise is excellent,) Mal said he would much prefer to stay here until satisfactory treatment, whatever this should be, is complete. If necessary we will change the plane tickets and stay on here.  Hopefully this will not be necessary and all the new antibiotics, anti-inflammatory etc will work in time. Meanwhile he has to return to the doctor at 9.30 in the morning.  Back to the hotel and Mal returned to bed.  I now have a ‘timing’ list of when everything has to be taken!  Had a text from Peter saying he has sorted the furniture out.  Thank goodness for kind friends.

This of course means we have missed visiting Derek and his wife and also missed out on any dog walking.  We’ll do that another time.

Mal woke up in the evening and said he felt a bit hungry so we went to the restaurant and he had a little to eat and then back to bed.  We received a text from Gwen and Peter to say that there was no arguement, if we were staying then we would be staying with them.  How very very kind.  That was much appreciated.

Saturday 28th February
Mal managed to have a little breakfast and then went off to the doctors.  Mal had his third injection.  The doctor is now saying that he has to continue this treatment until at least Monday and then they will re-assess but there is now the possibility of surgery and he recommends Istanbul where the professor is, at a cost of £2,000. This now has really thrown both of us, particularly as our flight leaves in the morning and we are trying to assess all possibilities and whether Mal would get such immediate attention once we are back in the UK (he didn’t).

Back in the hotel panic sets in and we try to contact our insurance company who firstly put us through to Spain (!!??!) and then our money ran out on the mobile.  I top it up again (this mobile costs us �1.20 a minute!) If only the other mobile hadn’t been containerised! Mal calls again and they say they will call back on the hotel number when they have information.  It is now 2 hours later and we haven’t heard a word (we aren’t using that insurance company anymore).

I then think perhaps we could call Joe (my niece’s GP husband) and at least get some proper information. I called my sister as I don’t have their phone number with us. Joe calls us straight back and gives us all the facts and explains everything to Mal, including that it rarely gets to surgery. Mal is so relieved when he gets off the phone to him he makes the decision that we go back to England and trust  the NHS (foolishly). Joe has also told him what to expect in the UK, the procedures and also the drugs (wouldn’t that have been nice). Thank goodness for a doctor in the family.  Joe, we will be forever indebted to you!

Meanwhile Pete and Gwen text and then come to the hotel. Mal is now feeling much happier and looking a lot better than he has done for the last few days and is obviously relieved that it is now likely that he will not have to have surgery (but he should have had the abscess drained). Of course we have the journey home to contend with but he thinks he can manage that (thanks to opiate based pain killers).

Gwen and Pete were so nice and said they will do anything for us whilst we are away and we are welcome to stay with them the first couple of nights we return.  They have been so good. Peter is the ball and thinks of all the testicular jokes he can manage but at least Mal is laughing at them (no, I was laughing at the little pink fairies) so that is a vast improvement.

In the afternoon I take a last trip up to the house on my own.  A real shame that Mal couldn’t come and see it for one last time before we leave but he is saving his energy for tomorrow. The balustrades around the pool have been painted and also all the surrounding area of the pool has been painted and so looks very impressive driving up from In�esu.

It looks as though there is another coat of paint on the house and also a second coat of varnish on the front door.  Well, it is coming together and we will take Hakan at his word that it will be complete by Easter.

The coffee table looks nice.  Gwen is still intrigued how we are going to sleep on a coffee table at the beginning of our next stay! I explained that we have ordered another sofa bed and 2 single beds and oh by the way, you are seeing them in!!!

All this has yet to be landscaped so that  we can drive the car up to the house.

The view as I leave the house and drive back down to In�esu
Mal gets his last injection from the doctor in the afternoon and he is still insisting that he should be flying to Istanbul for surgery and not flying home.  Mal settles the bill with him,£150, and says he will call in next time we are here and let him know what happens (no thanks)!

It’s our last evening and we manage to get to the hotel restaurant and have a quick meal and then back to the room and pack ready for our flight in the morning.  I am not looking forward to this and I am sure Mal even less (the pink fairies said they would look after me)!

Sunday 29th February
Off to Ge�itkale airport, an hour’s delay as usual with no explanation and somehow Mal survives the journey with a great deal of fidgeting and sleeping!  The captain then tells us there is snow at Stansted.  That is all we need.  When we arrive, there is very little but it is so cold!  Eventually after a full day’s travelling, we manage to get back to the guest house where they have let us have the flat which is really cosy.  Mal just flops on the bed and there he stays until the morning.  First thing we are off to the caravan, where we will be living when not in Cyprus. From there, Mal goes straight to the doctor, who says ‘I don’t think it was such a good idea going away’.  This is not the same doctor who told him he would be fine to go.  He orders complete bed rest, diagnoses orchitis and has requested a scan appointment which has come through for 12th March.

Well, not so much of a holiday this time.  In fact, I for one feel like the thing I need at the moment is a ………………………………………..holiday!

Hopefully we will enjoy our Easter break!



January 2004

Thursday 1st January 2004

There was still lots of noise going on, so we went back to sleep again until around 7. We got up and went up to the Mountains dog walking. We had said that we would try and get back to take Pasa (Kangols they call his type of dog here). They are evidently hunting dogs in Turkey and they bring them over here when they no longer want them and just kick them out. They are about the size of a Great Dane.

Well poor Pasa doesn’t get on with any other dogs, so we set off with him on his own but he just did not enjoy it and really seems like a sick dog. The entire walk, when he dragged behind us, he kept tilting his head all the time. So, his walk was only about half an hour as he clearly was not enjoying it. So, we took him back and told Steve. He evidently is having ear drops and is not too well but he is far to larger a dog to be tied up all the time. Well, then Mal got engrossed in a conversation with Steve, whose house should be ready any time. He is having a few problems with the pool. They (Steve’s wife, Janet, was there too and the two Turkish Cypriot guys who work at the kennel) had been having coffee with brandy in it, celebrating New Years Day. As I have said it is a big thing here and everywhere is shut. I think half the population were hunting up in the mountains as we kept hearing guns going off and some frighteningly close to us. Eventually I dragged Mal away and I asked to take Pharaoh out and 2 other dogs, so off we went again but this time walked for about 2 hours. Pharaoh loves it and sniffs out everything. He is an excellent hunting dog but the guns really spook him which is obviously why he got dumped. Mal managed to let Pharaohs lead ‘drop’ out of his pocket and lost it. Just as well I take so many over here but previous to this Mal said he couldn’t understand how people lose them!! It might have been something to do with his head being stuck in a Turkish language book most of the walk!! It was sad leaving Pharaoh again and the next time we will see him is February. When we got back to the kennels, the 4 ‘workers’ were celebrating with sausage and bacon sandwiches and beer……see the things you end up craving for when you live out here! So exhausted, back to the villa and lunch.

Friday 2nd January

We drove into Girne as we had arranged to meet Hakan. The electricity board want us to pay the deposit on the meter and then it should be all systems go for the electricity, apart from the fact that they have a temporary blip with the supply in Malatya (where ours is running from!) Hakan took us into the electricity office and all that was sorted out and papers signed. This is what we signed for! (the meter!)

The three of us went for a cup of coffee and to sort out what is left to pay, adding on all the extras like granite work top, railings around the swimming pool etc. It is a good thing Mal put in a large ‘contingency’ figure that is all I can say! So, we have now paid everything except our retention. We have also asked Hakan to construct a stone wall at the front of the house because the goat man still lets the goats roam onto our land. Not too much of a hassle at the moment but it will be when we start the landscaping. Hakan gave us a key, so this was quite some celebration even though it is not all finished. At least now it is secured and all shut up. All the shutters are in place and it seems pretty secure. As usual, Hakan was in a hurry and said he wished he could have spent longer on every stage of our house but then so do we. We know we have made mistakes but then we have never designed a house before and so we think we have done OK. There are a lot of niggling things to be done or corrected but these will all be thrown up in the snagging before we settle the retention.

This shows all our electricity wires coming down the mountain!

We decided to go to Bellapais for lunch. We drove up there only to find that all the prices had shot up, so decided against it and drove back down to Yenihan’s and had lunch. Far better value and good food.

Whilst we have been there people ask us where our house is or what our address is. Do we have an address? So, we said. ‘Well, um Alsancak’. ‘Actually it is between Incesu and Malatya, as you go out of Incesu and on the way to Malatya, the house above you on the bend’. ‘Oh, the white house’. Now seeing as this is what everyone keeps saying every time we say where it is, we now have the name. Of course, why didn’t we think of it before? ‘Beyaz Ev’ or in English, The White House. We knew it would come to us eventually because none of the others we thought up quite sounded right.

We went up to the house to have the ceremonial unlocking (for the first time) of our very own door!!

Later on we went to the shop that sells Turkish rugs and were given a very informative lesson on everything there is to know about the weave, make quality etc. I fell in love with a Nomadic rug, hand made, about 3 metres by 2 metres. It was £600 but these rugs improve with use and end up as family heirlooms, being worth more than the new ones. Very tempting but we resisted, mainly because we need to know what extras we have to bring with us now in the container. Now it seems every other rug we see is nothing compared to the one I wanted!

Ended the day eating in the restaurant.

Saturday 3rd January

We drove and got some final bits of shopping and bought today’s Cyprus Today newspaper. We have it delivered at home but we are eager to see the developments re EC entry etc and also the crossing of the border. We have found out that people are coming through from Larnaca airport but it isn’t official.

We went up to the house again to do some measuring up and just to sit there and admire our view.

Late afternoon we drove to Karsiyaka as we heard Julia (ex Stringers) has gone into partnership in a business there, The Property Centre. She was so good to us when we were looking for land and also has given us so much valuable information. Very plush offices. Good on her. She is also setting up Broadband. Naturally Mal is going to sign up for it on our next visit, when they have it up and running in their office. Well we were so busy chatting to Julia and then decided we ought to get back to the hotel for the last Happy Hour! We didn’t make it until 6.35 but managed to get a few drinks in before 7.00pm! We watched some of the football and then went to the restaurant for dinner. Sue and Cy were sitting in there having already started their dinner, so we sat with them. Well, I think they must be a bad influence because we all ended up in the bar again until we were thrown out (being the last ones in there,) in the early hours.

Sunday 4th January

Going home day. A much more civilised flight, around 15.30, so we were being collected from the hotel at 13.00.

We met Pete and Gwen and they took us up to the house as we hadn’t actually been round it with them. Well, they loved it. Mal was walking round with Peter discussing the technical bits whilst Gwen was just walking round with me flabbergasted at the view and the progress that had been made.

Mal exploring our land below the swimming pool.

Please note from this picture we are going to have balustrades put all around the edge of the pool!

It was really nice hearing somebody else being as enthusiastic as we are! We asked them if they would have a key and keep a bit of a check on the place. Peter said he would keep going up there and ringing the door bell to see when the electricity has been connected (yes, it is an electric one!)

Eventually we said our goodbyes, finished off the last of our packing and waited to be collected for the airport. As usual it was bedlam there. We had hoped as the flight was in the afternoon it would be quieter, no such luck. We fought our way through the X rays and the ticket queues. Turkish Cypriots are not well known for their queuing skills but then I think it is only us Brits that try and form an orderly queue. After all this the plane was delayed for two hours. We were told once on board that this was due to ‘a technical fault at Istanbul’. Consequently, after collecting the car from the Hilton, we arrived home at half past midnight.

We feel sure that by our next visit in February, the house will be ready for snagging. We know how busy Hakan is and quite honestly we have been very lucky finding such a nice architect who is even getting into the English sense of humour. Our furniture will be leaving Minster on 20th February and arriving by the time we get there at Easter. Hopefully this will all go smoothly. We are using Dolphin Removers who are packing everything, listing it all (in English and Turkish) and seeing it through customs and then delivering it to Beyaz Ev.

Sunday 19th January

We received a text from Peter…WE HAVE ELECTRICITY!!!! Mal called Peter to thank him for letting us know and also to ask him to check some other things out for us.