Everyday is a Carnival here

Cyprus is changing with times and though I am happy to see it modernise I hope it would not change its essential spirit. I wish it would always have the old narrow streets with stone houses and olive trees.

That there always will be aged and eternal old men dressed in their Sunday best playing backgammon in little roadside cafes.

That women dressed in black and festive best will continue to huddle in church courtyards after the tolling of bells every Sunday.