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

Short sharp news today because I am certainly feeling very much under the weather. No good applying for the sympathy vote though, I have learnt that much without even trying.

This evening it was Pat's turn to play mine host for the gang. I really should have stayed home and just gone to bed, but she had promised corn beef hash and on the basis that my old granny used to say, "Feed a cold and starve a fever", who could resist. Joan and I did bail out at 9 o'clock and Bryan made me wash down my dinner with some of his best scotch. No contest really.