31 May 1930

Rupert Gunnis, ADC to Sir Ronald Storrs, fell under Cyprus’ spell:

To see the Arsenal. Found a model of Famagusta. Saw several churches, pious pilgrimage to St Salvatore and Catherine Cornaros tomb, even more pious pilgrimage to Bragadins monument. Oh Cyprus, one can never think of anything else, all my actions, all my life are coloured, are directed by you. What spell, what curse, did Aphrodite leave behind, bequeath to you? Here am I, a more or less sane man of 31 willing to give up all for you. Oh, your secret is you catch those who arent quite sane. Let me always live with you, grant that, you will ruin my life but that doesnt matter, just let me stay in your arms.