Our adventures in the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus continue....

Today I had the feeling that a dose of "Man Flu" was coming my way, you know the snivels and the start of a bad throat. Must get stuck in to the lemsip a.s.a.p., or maybe I could try a large scotch.......

No good taking the paracetamol type cures too soon as John and Sandy had invited us round for a open house gathering and I can hear Joan now, "you can't drink with paracetamol". She is probably right which is why I favour the whisky cure. Quite a good crowd round there as usual and of course we had to go round to John's escape hole, a huge garden shed with a train set all laid out. Talk about boys and their toys, this is a toy train with a difference.

Good do Sandy, as always.