My father always started his day early, but on Sundays he slept in and read all…

I remember having to wear a white pleated skirt with 300 pleats to honour the years…

Life with my father always had expectations but was not based on achieving awards. Yet, when…

My father preferred to drink wine out of traditional Greek wine glasses: simple small glasses without…

My father’s favourite chair was no doubt the plastic garden chair on his veranda at the…

My father wanted Sunday lunch with the extended family, unless we were invited out to even…

I remember the thrill of standing on the fresh prow of a ferry boat crossing the…

The platea (square) in Tripoli is edged by chestnut trees. In early winter the fruits fall…