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A beer and a cheese sandwich. That’s the amount of a foreign language you need to get by. You’ll never go thirsty or starve, although you might spend your days in the gutter and your nights hallucinating. Having worked as … Continue reading
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You might be familiar with C.S.Lewis’s Narnia Chronicles; you might indeed be sufficiently conversant with them to know the plot of the final book, The Last Battle. While I don’t find myself sympathising with its teleological* narrative, it is nonetheless … Continue reading
Turkish football has a certain reputation amongst English football fans. If your team is fortunate enough to be playing in European football, there’s always a certain frisson when you hear that your team has been drawn against the three legendary … Continue reading
Calm… calm… Naked man. Soaking man. Dog bowl. Peştemal. Ortan. I think that probably brings you up to date with parts one and two. Any questions? Ortan stirred me from my dog-bowl supported meditation. As discreet as a Turkish Jeeves, … Continue reading
(For obvious reasons, all photos in this blog are taken from the internet; I didn’t take my camera in with me…) You left me, dear reader, clad in a peştemal and trying to suck my stomach in whilst essaying a … Continue reading
Every middle aged man is required to be self-confident, bullish and able to deal with a variety of situations in a phlegmatic and self-assured manner. Few circumstances are permitted to penetrate that veneer of worldly wisdom and boundless self-assurance. With … Continue reading