Tariq the Toothed was very pleased to see us when we got back to Tepe Houses. He shook my hand with an iron grip only Turkish men possess and nearly broke my fingers. It seemed to entertain him. He may be the hired help but he was making sure I knew who was really in charge.

Our new neighbour moved in while we were in Blighty. He is Turkish with a shock of wild silver hair and long unkempt salt and pepper beard. He walks around semi-naked regardless of temperature and resembles an elder caveman from One Million Years BC. He’s having huge shelves installed in the house so we assume he is some kind of nutty professor from Istanbul.