I got a very gracious response to my uncouth 'tagging' in the previous blog, but I'm not going to push my luck. Masood Mortazavi says he was about to tag me, but saw he'd been beaten to the punch. So in the spirit of compromise, here are five more priceless nuggets, but I'm not going to tag another five people.
1 - the MI6 defector Kim Philby absconded from Lebanon while we were living there;
2 - in Egypt, I to a primary school run by nuns (all schooling was conducted in French);
3 - in Aden, my playmates and I used to get around the curfew by putting ladders up against the adjoining walls and sneaking over to play in each other's gardens;
4 - in Yugoslavia a favourite place for a bit of fresh air was the hill (about 20km from Belgrade) with the Avala telecommunications tower on it. This installation was hit by airstrikes on Serbia, and its bombed-out wreckage is visible today on Google maps;
5 - in Kuwait, a favourite place for a bit of fresh air was Matla Ridge - later to become the site of the notorious 'turkey shoot' against the fleeing Iraqi army. Somehow I doubt it is a very healthy place to walk around these days.
Is it just me, or do I seem to have left a trail of war and desolation in the wake of my childhood?


