Posted: 27/10/2015 at 09:30
Plant Pauper, the CO's wife had the same idea, they had separate bedrooms that says it all. She found this tall blond well tanned 19 year old at her beck and call who had no qualms in telling her she could not go into the souk dressed for tennis, get covered up or we do not go, I expected anger and got the opposite. The garden was the only patch of Eden in hundreds of miles, whom ever laid the lawn knew what they were doing. It was surrounded with high posts with hessian stretched to the poles, I could wet the hessian and the breeze cooled the area, running some more over the lawn in the heat of the day shaded it enough. The poles had tropical climbers and there were pots large ones with plants in, to me used to a drab brown landscape it was heaven. She had an old wind up gramophone and Victor Sylvester records so when requested I would dance on a small patio in army boots with her. I have read that book and looking back over my writings where it always appeared more fun than bad times I saw where he was going, make the most of what you have at that moment.
Your granddad could well have been in that area as we drove the Turks out of what we now call the Middle East, we had soldiers there from early 1800's until 1956.