Hi Deniz, those vacant lots, as the Americans would call them were our football pitches. They have all been built on now. Funny to think you were playing around there as a kid the same time I was.
We used to swing out from the top balcony on those flats and haul ourselves up on to the flat roof and play there. If our mothers had seen how we got up there they would gone into hysterics. What risks we took as kids! Our flat was the second down from top on the left.
To the left of the flats, just out of the picture was the Roundel Club where we used to go swimming every day in between lizard hunting expeditions with our home made catapults. Every kid in Cyprus had one of those, do you remember? There was not one surviving street light in the area by the time we left Cyprus!
In the days before it was compulsary to be gay we used to see strange men walking along holding hands with flowers behind their ears. That was a sign, don't ya know! Greek men liked to grow the fingernail on their little finger real long as well.We always thought that was a bit effeminate. I think it was a class thing to show that that guy was not a manual worker.
Can you remember a small walled cemetary over near the river? That was a favourite hunting ground of ours.