Tuesday, June 8, 2010

Byzantium not Constantinople Now it's Istanbul not Constantinople...














Been a long time gone, Constantinople
Why did Constantinople get the works?
That's nobody's business but the Turks.

It was a song I could never get it out of my head I blame that jukebox at the Flamingo in Acland Street it ate a lot of my sixpences. OO EE OO haha ting tang wallawallabingbang, That’s the name of the game, every generation they play the same.
Finally we got to old Stamboul.














With Orhan Pamuk’s Istanbul Memories and the City as our companion we dive into the deep end.
















Lush Times?
Lost in translation with the Cucumber blues again.


















Black Sea Boletus She said that she would need to consult the elders for a positive identification. An unusual wet and cool week had brought them out.














Ahmed Ertegun the real Sultan of Swing's Bentley roadster If the back seat could talk? 















For Hüzün take a Gripin a cup of tea and a good lie down
















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