In our Greek village, it all began with the kind of storm that makes history. The worst in over a century, they said. Keep reading to find out what happened. Continue reading…

In our Greek village, it all began with the kind of storm that makes history. The worst in over a century, they said. Keep reading to find out what happened. Continue reading…
Today, my beach holidays look much different than those of my childhood. But each has given me something I’m grateful for. Read on to find out. Continue reading…
We had decided to spend two “relaxing” weeks touring on the island of Lefkada and in the northern villages of mainland Greece. And by relaxing, I was imagining leisurely drives, lazy lunches, plush hotels every evening, and perhaps a cocktail or two by the pool. You know, the type of holiday where the most stressful… Continue reading…
Today I pay tribute to my Greek mother-in-law, Debbie. I truly miss her. May her memory be eternal. Continue reading…
Greece offers more than just sunny beaches and relaxing tavernas. By venturing beyond the traditional resorts, we can discover the true beauty of Greece. And that means taking to the mountains. Watch out for storms This morning, we sat on our balcony enjoying the breathtaking sight. The sun was rising over the majestic mountains… Continue reading…
Living in Greece with a Greek wife has truly opened my eyes. Greece, after all, is the home of philosophy, and I can’t help it if I absorb a little of it. I’m talking about the not-so ancient battle of the sexes. Continue reading…
I talk a lot about my Anglo-Greek marriage—I’ve published a few books about it. Read on as I share the beauty of it. Continue reading…
But the oranges looked so good! Oranges and fruits of my youth As a boy growing up in England, fruit was a luxury. We had satsumas in our Christmas stockings; we had stuff like tinned peaches and pineapple, and nobody had bowls of fruit in England unless there was illness in the house. In England,… Continue reading…
Greek Beach Adventures… Today we took Alex’s aged father for a swim. Our local Glyfada beach has wonderful contraptions that can electronically take a person down into the sea in a moving chair. I watched as it slowly transported him into the water and began his swim. When ready to come out, he tried to… Continue reading…
Greeks are wonderful, open people. Formality is rare. We often fly to Athens airport from the UK. Usually, the customs hall does not include customs officers. But on this occasion an official stopped me and asked to open my bag. Alex stormed up behind me. “Leave him alone, he’s with me,” she yelled in Greek. The… Continue reading…