We walk up to the castle, an 18th century thing that is now just neglected ruins. We scamble around but it is obvious from the pungent odour and stains on the crumbling old walls that several hundred men have used this as a convenient place to take a pee. Still it has fabulous views out over the blue sea and we stay there for as long as we can stand the smell, admiring the scene.'
Resistance is useless in this unputdownable book as Ann draws you into the sun-soaked fun and passion of a Greek summer.
