Category: Diary

The famous castle of Frangokastello is that long grey object in the middle of the shot. When I’m not kvetching about the rubbish, I’m raving about the view from the balcony here. It’s totally ekpliktiki – stunning – but you need to be able to see the castle to get the full effect. So Zia… Continue reading October is a sunny month

David Sedaris, the witty American comic writer, with his killer wit and offbeat whiney voice, collects rubbish from the country lanes near his British home. And I salute him. Where would I start though, in my ‘not werry pretty village’? …. We had a sofa and an abandoned jeep welcoming us into the upper level… Continue reading Skoupithia (rubbish)

It’s reading week on my MA Course, and enough was as good as a feast with my problems at work. So I’ve taken off for the week to my friend Polixeni’s place in Edessa, 90km north-west of Thessaloniki. The idea is to write and chill out and write and edit and read and chat and… Continue reading The Great Escape