There was I, thinking that I am the only foreigner for miles around. No-one to have a normal English conversation with. I was wrong. We have discovered two more English people, not so far from here.
At least it was Mr A who found them. He had popped over to the newly opened Kipa supermarket the other day to pick up a plastic chair and stool for the balcony. We had visited the store a few days before, the day after it opened, but I had spent far more than I could afford so am steering clear for a while. I have to own up to my excitement at discovering some Bisto granules and baked beans at inflated prices, and buying some. They weren't even nice baked beans, but I had to have them. The plastic chair and stool were cheap though so worth getting.
Mr A was queuing at the till when he heard English voices. He introduced himself to the couple, Mike and Sandie, and discovered that they live in a village not far from us. In fact they have to pass through our village to get there. I'm surprised we haven't met them before as they have been here for some time. Anyway, outside the shop, Mr A was struggling to attach the chair and stool to the motorbike, so Mike and Sandie offered to take them in the car to our house.
It was lovely to meet them and we spent a few hours under the gazebo in glorious sunshine getting to know them. A really nice couple, and we look forward to seeing them again.
It might well be reassuring for me to know I have English friends not too far away, as Mr A is going away again today. As mentioned in my previous post, the promised job at the carpet centre fell through...again. He is desperate to work and is setting off to Kusadasi today to take up the hamam job...yes the one without salary and just 5% commission. I have my reservations, but I can't/won't stop him. If it makes him feel better to be working, then that's the way it has to be. If by some miracle he does actually earn a reasonable amount of money, it's worth noting that the hotel owner also has a hotel in Bodrum, which doesn't open until mid-end of May, so there's every chance Mr A could transfer there. In the meantime, we have no idea when or if he will be able to get home.
Yesterday I cooked up a huge amount of the pasta kindly donated by the Marmaris Animal Welfare group, mixed with the dried dog food, and we took it up to the estate to feed the dogs.
Only 15 or 16 dogs turned up but the remaining cooked pasta was left with the café owner to feed others later. We have also left him a supply of dried food because he has promised to continue our feeding programme for the time being, until Mr A returns. I will also pop up there on the dolmus from time to time to check that it's happening. The teahouse owner has promised to feed the village dogs, but again I will check that this is happening.
I feel somewhat stuck here now that Mr A is going to be away. Having 9 dogs to care for means that I can't be away from home for more than a couple of hours at a time. I had planned to meet up with a friend in Guvercinlik this week, but having to get two buses there and back will take up too much time. Fortunately, he has agreed to come over to Milas next week, so we will have the chance to meet up for a coffee.
The pups are doing well. They are growing fast. I will post up some photos when I can...and when they stay still for long enough!