Posted on June 29, 2018
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Posted on June 22, 2018
For most of history, the city of Troy was considered a mythical place of ancient Greek legend. It’s existence, mythical or not, was founded on its mention a number of times in the poem ‘The Illiad’ by Homer (ancient Greece, not modern Springfield!). It was referred to by different names in the poem, Troia being one of them, after King Tros. Read More
Posted on June 18, 2018
The Suvla Bay area of western Turkey on the Dardanelles Straits is infamous as one of the venues of appalling human butchery of WW1. The battles at Suvla formed part of the Gallipoli Campaign, where approximately 200,000 British/French/Anzac troops died, along with some 60,000 Ottoman Turks. Another 250,00 soldiers from both sides were injured. It is said that the sea was brown in colour for three days following one of the major battles, as the blood of the fallen mixed with the salt water.
Brutal stuff indeed.
One hundred and three years later, only a few days back, MB landed at Suvla. It is an altogether more pleasant place today. War monuments and memories abound and MB may return to that subject matter at another time. For the moment, MB will focus on the Suvla vineyard where some mighty fine Suvla wine can be procured.
On the lawn outside the main building sits an old stone press which was used for pressing the grapes. Inside, the vineyard shop sells a host of Suvla wines and foods.
Posted on June 10, 2018
This week’s One Word challenge is MUSIC. Big thanks to D of Travel with Intent blog for her challenging efforts.
If it’s music you want, then there’s a fair amount of it any day you wish back in MB’s Irish homeland. The Irish music scene is of course famous, from Thin Lizzy back in the day to Van Morrison to Enya to various Boy Bands to The Corrs to U2, and numerous others. That’s not to mention the Irish folk music scene which continues to thrive, and where many of the international groups started their young apprenticeships and have their roots. And who wouldn’t like to wander into a quaint Irish pub of an evening, after a day’s hard toil and unwind to the sound of some local musicians playing a few Irish gentle (or rousing) folk tunes or singing an Irish ballad, whilst sipping a tasty Irish brew?
Yes indeed guys, if you’re looking for a music fest, just head on over to MB’s homeland and you are likely to find music under any blade of grass you care to lift. In the kitchen. The living room. The street. The pub. The local hall. The Stone Circle. Etc.
“Stone Circle MB?”
Yes, guys. The Irish play music in Stone Circles. And why not?!
It’s fast approaching the 21 June Summer Solstice, and back in MB’s HX homeland, you are likely to find a musician or two in the pre-dawn twilight welcoming in the early-morning solstice sunshine with some music in the middle of the Grange Stone Circle.
The following shot was taken by MB in June 2014. Annoyingly (for MB) the shot is of 2 musicians who are accompanying another musician/singer out of shot, as evidenced by the directing in which the people are looking. However, it does invoke a certain sense of mystery – who is that musician? male/female? more than one? What’s he/she singing/playing? etc?
“Bullshit MB, it’s just a dodgy shot”.
Ok lads, maybe you got a point!
Posted on June 9, 2018
Thanks to blogger friend J for informing MB of the Saturday 6-word challenge set by blogger Debbie of blog site ‘Travel With Intent’. Really decent of them both to adopt lost-puppy MB and allow him to partake, following the demise of the weekly photo challenge.
And following an exchange of communications between J and MB (see below) MB has done a little rewrite of the post, which you are now reading if indeed anybody reads this! This week, in MB’s first attempt at the challenge, he has taken the 6 words used by J and just had a go. Now that he knows the rules (but “there are no rules” according to J) he may set his own 6 words in the future. Maybe.
Anyway, to this weeks challenge………………..
If MB gets up at 5.30am, and if he happens to be in Istanbul, and if he happens to wander down Istiklal Avenue from Taxim Square to the Church of St Anthony of Padua, perhaps because he has lost something, as St Anthony is the patron Saint of lost stuff and finding it again, then maybe, just maybe, after grabbing some Simit bread from a street seller, MB might catch the sun rising over the top of the adjoining buildings and behold the spectacle of the early morning rays illuminating (not Illuminati) the church spire.
Posted on June 3, 2018
Saw earlier today that blogger friend J posted a photo of a ‘whatchamacallit’ on the One-Word Sunday challenge of blog site Travel With Intent. J’s blog post title is actually called ‘Oojamaflip‘ which is seemingly the same as a ‘whatchamacallit’, but MB was previously unaware of the ‘Oojamafip’ word (egad!)
For those not in the know, a ‘whatchamacaliit’ is a word used to describe something we can not remember the name of. So the 2 kids in the below photo (from Saudi Arabia near the town of Buraidah) are gazing at a whatchamacallit, MB not being able to remember the name of that rock formation.
Sadly, as with many things in Saudi Arabia, the monument is defaced with graffiti. MB has often thought and stated of Saudi Arabia, that it is full to the brim with religious protocol, theory and formal practice, but is very light of living one’s life in any meaningful way by the rules or lessons of that same religion. MB thinks that many Saudi Arabians should actually refer to their religion as the ‘whatchamacallit’!