Some sort if sick joke Daily Express??




Today’s Daily Express has a sealed envelope inside and when you open it this stuff comes out…it looks like a £750 discount on a 15 day, 5 star tour of Turkey – you know, the place th at is on the brink of civil war next door to Syria where refugee camps are on the border.

I think I’ll pass. I don’t think I have it in me to do a five star holiday in a place where thousands of people are at risk and existing in dreadful conditions.

The reason we don’t laugh as much as we did isn’t rocket science….

…it’s because there’s something badly lacking; and if you don’t know who this lot are be thankful you weren’t born in the fifties. Those of us who were survived because they left us no choice but to laugh in the face of whatever was thrown at us.

(Every one a hero – Thanks guys).

Time for my Mowgli…


After a week away in Turkey I’m just having a minute to reflect. The people here are really lovely and do their very best to make you feel included without being pushy. The recession has hit everyone including the Turkish people and it’s as difficult for them here as anywhere else but still they have time to welcome a stranger. And as much as I’ve enjoyed my brief visit into their world it’s time for me to return to mine; time for my hound, my Mowgli. Thank you Turkey for taking good care of me and resting my old bones x Bless you x

Cruising the Turkish Islands


Today has been fabulous cruising around the Turkish Islands and stopping off four times to plunge into the cool mediterranean sea. I’ll put a more thorough update on my diary page later and upload photos when I get home. Tomorrow is our last day so we’ll get the morning on the beach and then do the needful to fly at 8:35pm Turkish time. Its quite late by the time we get home on wednesday night (11pm I think) so unfortunately I wont be able to collect Mowgli till Thursday morning – but that will be the first thing I do x

My secret weapon


The heat on the beach today has been Sahara, at times I’ve felt my insides cooking. Needless to say it was time to bring out my secret weapon. I’ve always loved wide brimmed hats and I spotted this one in Birmingham airport before we left. Carol tells me all I need are the corks to morph into Crocodile Dundee and one of the hotel waiters has taken to calling me Indiana Jones but hey – I’m lovin’ it!

My sunbed office


My office this week is my sunbed and the only things in my in-tray are my travel radio with turkish music, a sudoko book and an old ex-library hard back I bought in Wales for 50p – Mahatma Gandhi, An Interpretation by Stanley Jones. My busy schedule is periodically punctuated by either a dip in the med or an iced lemon tea at one of the sea front bars; all told its a hectic life but only short lived and so I guess I can manage another few days. Might need an operation to get this sunbed off me back before I fly home though.

My beach hound Doggobert


Most places you go on holiday in the east there are a few beach dogs which (if they like you and feel safe) spend the day under your beach bed. Here’s mine. He’s a lovely dude and I’m happy to have him because I miss my Mowgli. In India Mowgli used to shade under my beach bed. Doggobert here has no tail but hes a lovely gentle soul and plays well with the other beach dogs especially befire the sun is up. The Brits are renown doggie lovers and I guess they can sniff out the Brits a mile off. Im glad they can.

Pineapple smoothie


My all time favourite fruit, though pomegranites come a close second, is pineapple. I used to visit the plantations in India where they grew. I remember ordering a fresh pinapple juice there once and it took an hour to come but when it did I thought I’d gone to Heaven. Here in this little Turkish village an English lassie is making smoothies and to my delight knocked me up a pineapple number. It was just as the beach had become baking hot and we had come up for a break. Halcyon days!

Goodbye England


Grabbed a plate of fish and chips at Birmingham airport just before I boarded my plane for Turkey. Its one of my customs before leaving UK. We arrived about 10pm at our hotel in Didum after a taxi ride from Bodrum. Lovely little village with nice people and great food. Best of all is the sunshine. So therapeutic. Any blogs this week are from my phone so sorry if they appear differently or my spelling is iffy… I have a big thumb x

Hello Turkey

Hello Turkey. Looking at my statistics I see I have 5 readers from Turkey and I’m flying in tomorrow. If any of you live in the Bodrum area and fancy a cup of apple tea just let me know.

If I get the chance to do a diary update in the week I will but I can’t promise because I don’t know if I will have Internet.

Have a good week everyone. I’ll be back on the 12th hopefully with some nice photos to show you all. Take care, God bless. Love Alan.