We arrived in Cyprus in the blazing heat of July. I was 8 years old. My Dad was Jim (Richard) Moody (sadly died May 2017). My Sister, Carolyn and Brother, David have such amazing memories of Cyprus. I was in a hut at a Christmas party when the tornado struck and knew nothing about what had happened! My Mum and Brother were standing outside our house, in Regent Street, watching it! I remember when all the school choirs got together and sang at Curium, which we later heard on the radio. I was in the brownies and remember the Jamboree, again everyone from all over Cyprus gathered there. Does anyone else remember the Tweeny Club? This was for kids too young to go to the youth club. Great times. Someone mentioned the Royal Oak, we went up there with the Brownies, a scary journey in a bus around those hair pin bends. We spent so many happy times swimming at Buttons Bay, Ladies Mile and the Mole. I hated it when we had to come home. I have visted many times since but Cyprus has changed so much as is so built up. Despite this, I still love it. Carolyn goes over most years. David lives in America now. He writes books and seems to get something about Cyprus in most of them! |