Life goes on

I can't believe how the last week, (month... year) has flown by. Ramadan is just entering the final week... I am getting heartily sick of making and eating harira, but found my earplugs so at least I am now managing to get a proper nights sleep (not being woken before dawn by Mohamed and his mother making and eating food!).

Progress on the house is slow... but now the concrete base is down for about 3/4 of the house and they are getting ready to pour the ceiling of the basement. Once that is done we are going to concentrate on getting electricity in, a toilet put in and a water supply (via a tank) put in - then we will probably move in while the building goes on above.

The workers decided to do the concreting by night and I was tasked with making a huge turkey stew for them to keep them going. I don't know if I am going to have to do it again this week when they pour the ceiling.

My niece Josephine has left home... off to university in Edinburgh, and Rosie has left Glasgow to start her PhD in London. I have been thinking about when I left home - how strange it felt and how alone I was.... but not for long. What is strange now is that it was almost 25 - no 35 years ago!