As a child, I was a weedy little sneak and didn't get on too well with my classmates who were always calling me names and bullying me, I was glad when I left school and made friends with an English lady who was very kind to me and used to give me sweets although, as a kid, I did not understand that the questions she was asking me [and the answers I gave her] were connected to the struggles of EOKA and the British [and other] Governments who were in the underhanded process of securing the division of Cyprus and sewing the seeds of hatred midst my own countrymen.................[which happened years later].
Things got a bit too hot for me after a while, I think I must have said or done something that I should not have and was advised to get out of Cyprus whilst I still could and so., true to form., I packed my bags, copped a few bob from my English/British friends and fled the coop.
I took up residence in England and [with guidance from my past associates] began to adopt the lifestyle of the Brits, I worked here and there for a while until I felt it was OK to start working at some regular form of employment.
It was very hard for me to choose an occupation that suited my character, I needed to be doing something that would require a certain amount of slyness/craftiness/ sneakiness or some such and finally decided upon "Accountancy" [which embraced ALL and more of the required flaws of character necessary for such an occupation] and soon became completely "Anglicized" which [to THIS day] protected me from any repercussions I may have been forced to face due to my past activities., [as a suspected "Grass" ?]
I equipped myself with a "British Passport" which, when used on periodic visits to Cyprus would protect me from having to serve time in the "Military" [until I reached an age when such issues would no longer exist] which prospect was extremely frightening to me since the thought of facing an enemy in combat, would cause my bowels to completely go out of control AND, here I am today, joyfully trying to pass myself off as a "Patriot" hell bent on returning to the "Land I love so well", hoping that nobody will notice that I have been living among those who are responsible for the division and decline of Cyprus for the past 50 odd years.
I recently spent a fortnight in Cyprus., the LONGEST period since my departure as a young whelp, [avoidance of Military service etc] but am NOW poised to take up a more permanent residence in my beloved homeland.,"SOME PATRIOT 'EH ?" .,mr wotsit.