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Village Voices: Issue 57

by Azize Ethem

What was Uncle Norman up to in Ankara, and who was Cicero? Azize Ethem puzzles over a hoard of family photographs, and is no less confused as the Ottomans return to an almost unrecognisable Istanbul.

Sorting out an enormous box of family photographs turned out to be a tedious, never-ending chore. Some pictures hadn’t seen the light of day for decades, and a large pile was accumulating of people or scenes I have no memory of. Coming across a picture of my uncle, I was happy to remember the stories of Turkey he told me when I was a child.

During the Second World War he was military attaché at the British Embassy in Ankara – just at the time the famous spy codenamed Cicero was at work. The Turkish capital was a hotbed of intrigue, with spies around just about every corner. İsmet İnönü, the President, was doing his very best to keep Turkey out of the war, so mingling with the foreigners crowding the coffee houses were a large number of Turkish secret service operatives. Deciding to learn all I could about the Cicero Affair, I embarked on what I thought would be an interesting hour on the internet.

The hour turned into a couple of frustrating days as I accumulated a plethora of conflicting information. Several books have been written about Cicero, including an autobiography, and then there was the film Five Fingers, starring James Mason and premiered in 1952, on which my uncle acted as an adviser. But who knows whether the truth about this mysterious Albanian Turk will ever be known?

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The Sleeping Beauty

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