21st December arrives again. A date which gets me thinking. I always remember the terrible events of 21st December 1963. Now we are in 2011, and still no solution to the Cyprob. In fact matters got worse since the coup and invasion of 1974.
All these years I should also be remembering my grandfather too, who passed away exactly a year fater the troubles began on the 21st December 1964 in London. Like many Cypriots, Greek and Turkish who pass away in a foreign land, a refugee never to see their homes again. I will say a prayer for all of them. Perhaps some of you will join me.