Pebbles From Paradise

At around seven O’clock from the estate here at Amos we could make out pin pricks of red against the indigo landscape across the bay.

Coincidentally this year the Sugar Festival also falls on Amazon’s birthday. She is two years old.

As children and from a very early age we were all expected to do all manner of chores that would have gainfully employed a whole squad of navvies.

A traditional Sunday Roast follows the Bayram

Although it rains and hailstones fall in in Blighty here in Turunc the sun continues to shine

There’s nothing like meatballs with gravy and potatoe wedges served in flight to false you into drinking the drinks trolley dry.

“Because your face is so perfect without deficiencies, or exaggerations I was not immediately aware the most shapely and desirable body that a woman could have. I was fascinated one by one by your broad brow, your small chiseled nose, those delicately contoured cheekbones, and your wide firm-lipped mouth which opens over small teeth like two rows of graduated pearls.”

Whilst England prepares to honour her war dead, Turkey commemorates the deat of Its founder.

They shall grow not old, as we that are left grow old:
Age shall not weary them, nor the years contemn.
At the going down of the sun and in the morning
We will remember them.

Flatulant musings on a distinctly Anglo-American commodity!

The whole day deteriorates into do-it-yourself without power-tools!

Joe Sinclair has decided to call it a day. He’s a few books to write, and like me, he wants to relax somewhat so the last issue of Nurturing Potential is now put to bed.

Is The Bank Locator a true British patriot?

It was some years ago that I first saw a boy dressed in a white suit, sequined like some Pearly King and wearing a turban.

I don’t really see why this entry isn’t safe for work, but in deference to Andy Skelton’s sensibilities I will categorise it as such, amongst others

A balloon showing me news headlines has appeared on my Yahoo Mail page. I don’t want the fringin’ news, I just want my e-mail!

Most Turks don’t celebrate Christmas and so it’s difficult to obtain the ingredients for the Pagan festive dishes that Northern Europeans associate with Christ’s birth.

I was ‘mugged’ by these vigilantes two years ago, and they’re still linked to my website!

Granny sends a faddish present for livelihood reincforcement!

An enterprising English company called Holidays4U have chartered a plane from Onur Air which flies to Gatwick and Manchester Airports to Dalaman, (and also Dalaman to Gatwick or Manchester), every Friday during the winter months.

When your friends let you down, why not turn to Bill gates?

Much more than a rattlin’ good yarn, this dark novel is the author’s first work of fiction.

Where Lewis Carrol parodies true logic, Edward Lear plays on the sound of words, and so the verses are truly poetic.

When challenged about the lack of photographs of Turunç on Pebbles From Paradise your webmaster directs you to two other websites about the Town.

Imperial costumes from Ottoman Turkey are currently on display at the Arthur M. Sackler Gallery, Smithsonian Institution, Washington D.C. We celebrate with a photo montage.