by denizaksulu » Mon Feb 21, 2011 5:45 pm
Just for GR.
This was repeated in many more villages.
Now Get Real, Get serious for a change and tell your flying fortress who on earth has been using the TC arable land in the south, together with the carob, olive, almond groves etc. I know of at least one person who has become filthy rich on the use of vacated TC land and premises. I am dealing with him currently. The refugees who did NOT steel our ancestral home are free to live there with my blessing. They are not responsible for their demise but the bloody politicians of the 1960's.
14. KOMI KEBIR.
LATEJANUARY --EARLY FEBRUARY 1964
hen I first visited this area on 10January I had had time only to assess the
situation in the two big mixed villages of Komi Kebir and Ephtakomi.
Subsequently I had learned that most extremism in the region originated from
Greek Cypriots in Ayios Theodhoros or Turkish Cypriots in Galatia. All the
ther nearby villages, the Turkish Cypriot Ovgoros, Avgolidha, Kridhia,
Livadhia, Ayios Evstathios and Platanisso and the Greek Cypriot Yerani,
Patriki, Gastria, Tavros and Koma tou Yialou, took their lead from these larger
centres, having at Christmas cut off every link with neighbouring villages of
- e other community.
The Turkish Cypriots from Ayios Theodhoros claimed that they had never
d good relations with the Greek Cypriots. They had evacuated the village
n 25 December, fearful that they were about to be attacked.
We arrived in the now wholly Greek Cypriot Ayios Theodhoros by
elicopter on 22 January after receiving a report, fictitious as it turned out,
that Greek Cypriot villagers were vandalising the mosque. Despite the
message that we brought from Nicosia and the presence of Lieutenant
Constantinides we were received at first with suspicion, which gave way to
open hostility. The crowd that eventually gathered was uncooperative and
ggressive. When we said that we intended to inspect recently abandoned
Turkish Cypriot property, we were told that would not be wise.
In the space of four weeks every single home had been looted down to the
last smallest item. Not only had the contents gone: windows and doors had
been removed, tiles stripped off, piping ripped out. Only the shells remained.
Only the date on an occasional torn letter or newspaper showed that this was
a recent event rather than the aftermath of the 1958 troubles.
Colonel Akova and Lieutenant Constantinides both soon declared
themselves too upset by what they were seeing to be able to continue, or to
take part in any discussion with the villagers, and they went off to sit in the
helicopter.
While I completed my survey, noting that the mosque had so far been left
intact, the Greek Cypriots who accompanied me looked here and there with
expressions of amazement, professed themselves wholly unaware of how all
this had happened and suggested that strangers must have done it during the
hours of darkness. When the police sergeant and two of his constables
eventually joined me, they examined with professional interest the meagre
remains of one half of their village, claimed to be puzzled by the scale of the
damage and said that they could not be expected to know everything that
went on, since current regulations forbade them to leave their station at night.
101
or maybe VP = Loriot who knows.
