Basil has opened all his windows, raised his skylights, extended his awning and we’ve thrown off our bedclothes: it’s officially hot. Hot is of course a relative term. We haven’t been in any Greek towns today, but they probably still…

  We still don’t know whether we are going to stay at Camping Iria Beach for five nights, but we are acting as if we are. We have slowed right down, kicked off our shoes and relaxed. Having said that,…

Yesterday, while we were driving, Sarah said she fancied a pizza. It’s not that we don’t like Greek food, but that a change is a good as a rest. As it happened our reconnaissance of Mycenae before tucking Basil up…

Normally when we go to Argos*, we can almost manage on auto pilot. We go through the door, up to a catalogue, select an item, buy it and walk out. Hey presto. Not today, as you’ll find out. Yesterday evening…