I thought I'd try, unsuccessfully, to take an arty shot of the menu. Seconds later the menu toppled and knocked the orange juice all over Jon who, due to my strict 'travel light' policy, was wearing the only decent pair of trousers he had brought. When the waiter, Turgay, asked us what we would like Jon requested 'a new wife', and Turgay duly presented a candidate! Luckily by then I had been forgiven and the aspiring applicant was sent back to the kitchen