Think this month wins the prize for the rainiest and windiest month we’ve experienced in Cyprus, though happily not always both at the same time. Having said which, not really unpleasant and presume mother earth is soaking in the moisture, though one would think that days of rain would be more useful in the summer months (which average 0 days) than in December and January (averaging 7 days each). Haven’t kept records but suspect we’ve already had January’s quota.
Very long siren sounds this morning about quarter past ten. Not accompanied by words, though if it were they’d be Turkish so we’d probably be none the wiser. A couple of local dogs happy to join in, as they sometimes do with the muezzin’s call to prayer. Never quite sure what we’re being alerted to, while presuming that World War III would be accompanied by signs of panic, though maybe not in our backwater. Would at least trigger pop up notices on the internet. Which is where we note that today is the fourteenth anniversary of the death of Rauf Denktaș, founding president of the Turkish Republic of North Cyprus. So that explains the siren - probably about two minutes long.
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