Tuesday, 23 August 2011
Coping with Ramazan
This year is the first time we haven't had a drummer banging away from 3am onwards every day, and it should be a relief for someone like me who doesn't fast, and resents being woken up at this unearthly hour. However, the woman with mental health/learning disabilities who lives in the lane below us, seems to have decided to take matters into her own hands. She can be pretty noisy at the best of times. She shouts, wails, calls the cats, and takes great pleasure in immitating every sound she hears, from sheep and cows to tractors. It's surprising how one can actually get used to noises and most of the time I don't notice her. Most mornings during Ramazan....not every morning thank goodness..she is waking up around 3.30am, standing outside her house and giving her interpretation of a drum...very loudly.
I've pretty much ignored it...turned over, put the pillow over my head and gone back to sleep. But this morning I'd had enough so went outside and shouted for her to be quiet. She responded immediately and silence reigned. But she'll forget and will no doubt be outside doing the same thing tomorrow morning.
I have Gwen from Selçuk staying with me for a few days. We're off to Milas market this morning, but it's just after 5am now and having had little sleep, it's a trip I'm not looking forward to.
Ramazan ends on the 28th, to be followed by Şeker Bayram. The shops are full of sweets and chocolates and I will be getting my supply in today, ready for the visits of children from the village.
The in-laws are due to descend on me at the end of the week and as usual I have no idea how long they will be staying. I have a feeling I may be spending most days over at the hotel with Mr A.
I'm off to visit my grandsons on 17th September just for a week. Having this to look forward to keeps me sane!