A postcard from....

I am an international jet setter.  International?  Mr Dunnit and I got home from Turkey at 3am.  And despite what everyone thinks, Turkey is not in Europe.  Or so the Turkish tell me.  So that takes care of the International bit.  

Turkey, see, was not on the cards.  We left in a hurry last Tuesday to help out my parents who were there on holiday when my father became so ill that he's been in hospital for the last ten days.  Mum has been living in hospital with him because the hotel is too far away, they wanted the room back, blah blah, and  Mum is of an age where confusion and panic are very real.  So while Dad sucked up the IV drugs and slept, Mr Dunnit, Penny and I forced ourselves to take in ancient Antalya.  If you ever get the chance to go to Turkey, do not turn it down.  Beautiful.  Ancient.  Warm. Welcoming. Friendly.  And the Turkish people have a collective sweet tooth - oh, and a thing for ice cream...there's plenty of world wide brands to eat, but try the local stuff...honestly can't put my finger on it, but it was like a sorbet made with condensed milk.  Dipped in chocolate. And fresh pistachios.  So why wouldn't you go?  The people we mumbled appalling phrase book words at were warm, welcoming and utterly, utterly helpful.  You can have sunshine, sea and ancient history... sit within walls of 9th century architecture to have coffee...but don't be fooled..this is the 21st century...yes, the waiters were using PDA and blue tooth to place our orders!  Delightful contrasts were everywhere.  

Happily the greatest contrast we found in Turkey between Wednesday and Saturday was my father's health.  They are being flown home today, Dad needs to recuperate and Penny very badly needs to sleep and be in familiar surroundings.  A great ending.We have to be back at the airport for 3o'clock tomorrow morning to go to Spain.  Well, we don't HAVE to be, but it's been booked and paid for,  a holiday for Mr D, Miss D and myself and his lovely parents.  So that's a lot of holidays to be missed just because we're tired! 
I haven't visited a single, not one, workdesk. Not even the desks belonging to new WOYWWers and for that, I apologise.  It's going to continue...for now that my Sissy can help out, we're off again!  See you on Wednesday.  Hasta Lluego!