Struggling to find a sense of place

Stepping out of a Nicosia restaurant one evening, I walked along the pavement when a sound stopped me. It wasn’t the roar of a car speeding past, it was the sound of a football bouncing. Two young boys were playing in their front garden. The scene took me back to childhood summer evenings, when kids weren’t glued to screens and neighbourhood friendships were created outdoors.

I sound like my 70-year-old