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

Cold and wet week leading up to our trip to UK today and we did not buy a newspaper so am not able to report on "What the papers say"

The journey over here was uneventful but getting up at 4 a.m. and then sitting on the plane for 6.5 hours is never a joke. Anyway we made it to Stansted at just after midday and Les was there to collect us and drive us down to New Romney in time to walk around to The Cinque Port Arms for some real ale. Oh boy is that nice.

Joan and I did our unpacking, yes folks, I did help a little and then we spent time with Jill and Les catching up on events in our old home town. After a lovely dinner the two of us just crashed out about 8.30 and we don't remember anything until Monday morning.