Went to the old hat factory to pick the hats she paid the other day. This was the only hat factory in the whole country, and now it's closed. The new owner doesn't want to restart production - it pays off better to rent the space. The seller turned out to be our neighbor - she lives 2nd house to the right from Faik.
At leas this, last, time, they had my size - 61 (that's centimeters in circumference, I'm a bighead). Picked a black and a brown one. And the two that she chose. Then went on to buy a few more things - see about the chimney duct for the boiler, get a grinder, a smaller vise etc.
In the afternoon, dark already, took the bike to dad's, then we took a cab and went to Klincaid to meet with Todor, to get the first load of the rakija we're buying from him. I felt stupid later for paying him for all 125 liters, thinking that I'm actually paying for only 12,5 ... the moment I thought I didn't bring enough money my decimals got lost. Met one future neighbor, Zeki, who seems to think we're some big friends because he was a customer of Avai... well, he was, but not too popular as such. One of those who were so easy to demand more work done, yet so hard to get money from. We'll see... He should be a year or two younger than me, so I was surprised why was he using a walking stick, classic retiree model. Said he fucked up his knee, so while it heals...
1-XII-2010 - 25-III-2026