Archive for April 2015


John, a friend of mine, asked me if I’d have a look at his Kindle because the screen had frozen and he couldn’t read anything. He had a search on the internet and had taken remedial action as recommended in a number of websites but all to no avail. John said that if I couldn’t fix it I might as well chuck it in the bin because he had bought another one. I spent a couple of days digging around in Google for information and came up with something he hadn’t found but that didn’t work either so I took the Kindle apart to see if there was anything physically wrong with it.


Specifically I wanted to have a look at the screen because I had found that a number of people who posted on the internet said that a cracked screen turned out to be the problem in a lot of cases. The screens on these things are a lot more fragile than computer or tablet screens, they are only 1.1mm thick and very easily broken, in fact the company that I bought the new screen from offers a service to replace them and they admit that they sometimes break a new one when fitting it.

In the picture below you can see what the old screen looked like, and whatever I did the screen showed the same picture.


Well after I had stripped it down and extracted the screen that was what I found too, a tiny crack hidden under the connector cable strip. I asked John if I replaced the screen and it worked could I have the Kindle? He said yes.


As I was shortly going to be in U.K. for a week I ordered a screen online to be delivered to my brother’s jewellery shop, I didn’t want to risk it being sent to Turkey because they are very fragile, I would pick it up from the shop to bring back to Turkey. When I got back here I fitted the new screen, a very fiddly job involving fine double sided tape and medical swabs, and ‘Lo and Behold’ it worked. John also gave me a nice leather case for it because it didn’t fit his new one so I have a nice Kindle to read my books on, and with this screen I can read it outside in the sun too!

Kindle-fixedThank you very much John.

Posted April 29, 2015 by cukurbagli in Uncategorized


Feeling the need for a dose of history, as if just living amongst it here isn’t enough, I made another visit to the ancient city of Arykanda on Sunday. It’s quite a curious place, evidence suggests that it was initially built in the 5th Century B.C. by the Lycians then some parts had to be rebuilt by the Greeks and then again by the Romans and was used up to the 11th Century A.D. when the settlement moved down by what became the old main road.

We always seem to have marked periods of our history by wars and invasions, at least that’s how it seems to me and I always find it sad that we needed to protect ourselves from from attackers and invaders by building fortified places to live. It’s a great shame that we couldn’t live peaceably but an even greater shame that we usually obliterated the civilisation and history of a people that we attacked and defeated. If we had kept and preserved the knowledge and discoveries of conquered peoples how much more rich would our lives be now?

Imagine how tough life must have been, not only was it hard enough to farm and grow enough to sustain ourselves but there was the constant worry of whether a marauding band of ne’er do wells bent on death, destruction, rape and pillage was just over the horizon heading straight for your village. No surprise that folk chose to build places that could be better defended and of course to begin with they chose the most inaccessible place available, and that brings me to Arykanda. It is situated on a very steep slope right under a huge vertical cliff, just to wander around it’s different levels requires the agility and lungs of a mountain goat (of which there are plenty but you can’t get near them), indeed the slope is so steep that there wasn’t room for a complete stadium so they had to build a half stadium with seats only on one side, a steep drop fifty feet down to the theatre being on the other side. Still the gladiators could throw each other off the edge if the crowd gave the thumbs down, I don’t suppose they had many lions or other wild animals there though, what with one side of the stadium being completely open.

Only a few rows of stone seats in the half stadium

Only a few rows of stone seats in the half stadium

Another thing that I wondered about while getting my breath back was the lack of ordinary peoples’ houses. The pamphlet that accompanies the receipt for your entry fee mentions an area that is thought to have been the original residential area of the city, there are a couple of other areas where there are a few houses but these were stone built and would not have housed everybody.

Decoration marking steps on the half stadium seats, the theatre steps have the same decoration, could they have been painted white to make the steps more obvious?

Decoration marking steps on the half stadium seats, the theatre steps have the same decoration, could they have been painted white to make the steps more obvious?

These cities always have the bath houses, temples and markets etc. and even the small theatres are usually built to seat an audience of at least six thousand, that seems to be the standard entry level theatre size, but where did all these people live? Nowhere have I seen any housing, or the remains of it, for the workers, the poor guys cutting all this rock and lugging it up vertiginous slopes to make a nice bath complex for the rich people to luxuriate in, for example. It seems to me to be very likely that the lower status housing would have been simply and cheaply constructed of wood and mud, materials that degraded and were absorbed back into the land due to the weather. Anyway it was a nice day out, we took the very pleasant back road from Çukurbağ through Kasaba, Dirgenler and Çamlıbel and had a pleasant lunch at the main road watering hole afterwards.

The theatre is below the open side of the half stadium. Note the tree growing out of the seating

The theatre is below the open side of the half stadium.

At home the cats are now thoroughly acquainted with the garden and have been bringing various small furry creatures, some dead some not, in through their cat-flap. I caught Defne practising her climbing, the photograph does not how much she and the tree were wobbling and she did well not to fall off.

Wobbling like mad but Defne didn't fall.

Wobbling like mad but Defne didn’t fall.

The usual knocking sounds of courting tortoises have been heard amongst the bushes, this pair didn’t seem in the least embarrassed.

There'll be a few babies coming along later.

There’ll be a few babies coming along later.

Posted April 6, 2015 by cukurbagli in Uncategorized