Out for a duck

My relationship with anything to do with skittles started in the 1990’s when I sometimes played 10 pin bowling. I was truly terrible at it and whoever I was playing with would be very relieved when they saw me coming as they knew they wouldn’t be getting the lowest score.

In the last few years I have been a reserve in a skittle team, occasionally I am asked to play when there is absolutely no one else available, because quite simply I am the worst player in the world. So when I was asked to make up the team for a weekend shoot out, I knew they were very desperate.

We went to the Pentire Hotel in Newquay, Cornwall, which is situated right next to Fistral beach and I had the loveliest view of it from my bedroom window. As far as I was concerned, due to my lack of skittle playing skills, I was only there for a nice weekend with a lovely bunch of people.

So imagine my surprise when in the first game on Friday night I get the highest score!, it must have been a complete fluke as my form was not as good in the next 2 games. But that didn’t matter because as the highest scorer from my team, along with the next highest scorer (Iris), played in the super team playoff. This is where 2 teams are made up from the teams who didn’t make the final top 4 team playoff. It was an incredibly closely fought game, but our team won by 8 points and I have a medal to prove it.

So the moral of the story is to just go for it and hope for the best.

We all had a great time, I found it very exhausting but worth the effort and I’m glad I went.

In love with Marmaris

When Hasan told me he had a new job in Marmaris and Icmeler I must admit my heart sank, because I had heard some bad reports about the resorts from a few people. But I decided to visit with an open mind and boy I was not disappointed, it’s really beautiful down there.

Hasan’s new job doesn’t start until May and only has a few painting jobs to do before then, so we had 10 wonderful days together. Thanks to the loan of an old banger from one of Hasan’s many cousins we travelled around the area. So over the next few posts I’ll write about where we went and what we saw.

The thing that most struck me about Marmaris and Icmeler is how clean and flat they are. All of the houses and apartment units are only 2 or 3 floors high and there are a lot of open spaces and parks, compared with Kusadasi where it looks like a giant housing estate with tall apartment buildings compacted into every available space. In Kusadasi if someone cleared their back garden a developer would buy the land and build 2 apartment blocks on it!!!

In both resorts there is a canal running through with little bridges to walk over, in some places it reminded me a bit of Bruges in Belgium.

The government have obviously spent a lot of money on public spaces, good roads, walkways and fountains. The overall effect is 2 lovely seaside towns that are a pleasure to visit.