“Come down to Melina’s Tavern and I’ll buy you a bottle of wine, and we’ll laugh and drink to nothing…” (with apologies to Joni Mitchell).

14 Aug



Having recently returned from the Greek island of Santorini, surely the most dazzling jewel of the Aegean, I’ve been thinking what thoughts I could share for future travellers (perhaps such as yourself). Firstly, however, I feel I need to mention a place I spent quite a few happy moments at and that is Melina’s Tavern, which is situated down on Akrotiri Beach, not far from the ancient ruins of Akrotiri itself (which lends its name to the modern village, about one and a half kilometres away, reached by a winding, dusty, grape vine framed road).

After the entrance to Ancient Akrotiri, keep walking towards the sea and when you reach the end of the road, before the shingle beach, turn right and Melina’s Tavern is the first one you reach. A whitewashed, bright and inviting veranda with equal room inside, Melina’s Tavern is more a restaurant than anything, although you are welcome to stop by just for drinks (especially as they serve Yellow Donkey, which as my friend said, was a “game changer”). I had to mention Melina’s in particular, because of all the restaurants on my trip (even those in Fira or Oia) it was the one I felt most at home at. Plus, and this is a considerable point, the food was excellent. My friend tucked into all manner of sea food, caught fresh or supplied locally, including crab and fish. Being a vegetarian of many years, I still wasn’t disappointed, and I can honestly say even a simple lunch time meal such as spaghetti and sauce was done so well that my own attempts since have left me a bit saddened! The local delicacy tomato balls are also offered here, and I readily recommend them as a tasty starter.


Another selling point of Melina’s is the shore view and the sound of the waves leisurely hitting the shingle. It’s a lovely, therapeutic sound and the view of the headland is beautiful (and the fact that Melina’s is not on the much admired Chaldea side doesn’t take anything away from the appreciation of the view; it’s a great spot). You even get used to the quay end boat men advertising their trips: “Red Beach, White beach, Black Beach…” Beaches around here are accurately named by colour, it keeps things simple! There is also a bold and prominent recreation of the fisherman mural design on the wall, taken from the original found in the nearby ancient town (buried by a volcanic eruption in the 2nd Millennium BCE).

Above and beyond this, I have to say a restaurant like Melina’s thrives or fails by its service and that was wonderful. A friendlier and more professional group of people you could not find. As we visited more, the staff would stop for a chat and delight us with local stories and also took a sincere interest in us and where we were from. We actually met Melina herself, who had lived in Australia for some time, and was very complimentary about our various band t-shirts. A lovely compliment from someone I think knew what she was talking about!


Finding out that Melina’s father had built the whole restaurant from scratch in the 1980s, even digging out the ‘cave’ at one side (which now serves as an art gallery), gave me even greater appreciation for the place. A family business, like many in Santorini, Melina’s offers a winning combination of great food, drink, service and views. When you leave the only thing that will touch you with as much warmth as the sea breeze will be their hospitality.


Melina’s Taverna opens from 11:30am daily, and is available for weddings and other events. Please click the link above for further details, reservations and a full menu.

Video from Youtube channel: Adam Cam Pro

Blog title inspired by Joni Mitchell’s ‘Carey’, which is a great song, although it relates to Matala in Crete. Close enough! There’ll be no smashing of glasses in Melina’s though! 😉

Liam Neeson and a short cut to thinking.

9 Feb

The recent furore over actor Liam Neeson’s admission that he once had dangerous racist thoughts, and almost acted on them, has received a level of response that suggested that he actually did act on these feelings. This media reaction is worrying because it isn’t isolated; this kind of disproportionate response occurs regularly in this age of social media. I understand that many people would have been horrified by, what on the surface, seems another example of institutionalised racism. However, this is clearly the voluntary confession of a man expressing his regret at thoughts he had forty years ago, prompted by the theme of revenge being discussed in an interview, in relation to his new film.

We probably need to leave the man alone now. I could criticise the way Neeson broke this story, and his apparent ignorance of the effect it would have on others. It has probably changed the way some perceive him, which is unfortunate, but at least he has helped put a much needed debate front and centre.

Neeson confessed to something in his past he was ashamed of and made it clear it was wrong. We could argue that it was actually quite a bold, humble and enlightened thing to do and perhaps the bigger problem for Neeson was in the unexpected,  matter of fact way he delivered it. Those who are calling “racist” haven’t paid much, if any attention to what the man said, but more to how the media have decided to frame it. You need to be better than that, because if you’re doing it for the Neeson story, you’re probably doing the same for other things as well. Angry, ill informed, over reactions are as damaging as the very racism some vocal quarters would say they are challenging.


24 Nov

If you see one film this year, I suggest it should probably be Mike Leigh’s latest, Peterloo. Peterloo remains a watershed moment in British history and its aftermath made clear that the authorities could not just cut down a crowd of peaceful protesters with no consequences. But, in spite of the outrage, it made the government stubbornly sink its boot heels even further into the blood soaked mud of power. Very quickly the Six Acts were passed, effectively preventing all mass protests.

This was when about two percent of the nation had the vote, Think long and hard about that. Also think hard about the 86 year old woman, whose comments I read on one site, who was told about Peterloo as a child by her grandmother, who in turn had been told about it first hand by her own grandmother. History is always breathing down our necks and never as long ago as our short lives sometimes make us think.

The right to participate in the fair running of the land, and have a say in that, is not one that was readily allowed. The brutal horrors of Peterloo and the like should be so far removed from our modern experience that we should almost not understand how such a situation could have been. But still it resonates. We are precariously close to many things being revoked and vigilance should always be on our mind. People literally died so we could vote today, and while we should also think long and hard on that as well, we should also act.

When we can, and because we can, we should always act.


Glory by the Danube: five days solo travel in Budapest.

10 Aug

The Chain Bridge and River Danube from Buda Castle.

Budapest took me by surprise, I have to admit. Hungary’s capital is a known destination, but often eclipsed by the other city attractions of Paris, Berlin, Prague or Vienna, Budapest often features lower down lists of desirable European destinations. If this is your mind set, then you could be missing an absolute revelation of a trip.

For those not in the know, Budapest is historically a relatively recent amalgamation of two cities who sat on opposite sides of the River Danube, with Buda having the rockier, higher prominence, and Pest being the low lands of the other bank. Incidentally, a word about the native language; Hungarian is notoriously difficult for English speakers to master, but it’s easy to remember that you pronounce the latter part of ‘Budapest’ as “Pesht” instead of “Pest”.

Once you arrive at the airport, you’ll need to find your way to the city centre. There are several options including bus number 200E. This bus will take you to the nearest metro station from the airport, called Kobanya-Kispest (blue Metro line 3 / M3). However, there is an even better option on pace now, and that is the 100E bus, which is a direct airport shuttle service, which will cost you just 900 Florints (less than 3 Euros). You can find more information on the 100E service here.

Other than that, there is a mini-bus service you can book in advance or jump in a taxi from the airport. Both easily done, but the taxi especially will cost you quite a bit extra.

If travelling by bus, don’t forget, you need to validate the bus ticket as soon as you board the bus, using the slot machine. This is the same procedure with the Metro service make sure you validate your ticket using the machine, before going down to the platform.


My hostel choice was based on good reviews online, and a fellow blogger’s testimony. What was pleasing was to learn that the Lavender Circus Hostel had recently featured in an episode of Richard Ayoade’s Travel Man television series, and excerpt of which is below.

Inviting, bohemian and friendly, I’d recommend the Lavender Circus Hostel to most visitors to Budapest, wanting accommodation that is affordable and full of character. Within minutes of checking in, the staff were falling over themselves to be gracious and helpful. As I checked out to go to my second hostel, one of the girls Anna told me to come back if I get bored. It’s this sort of casual, but considerate attitude that lifts Lavender Circus above the rest. They only had rooms for two nights, so I had to de-camp to another place, which was the Full Moon Design Hostel, which was the other side of the city, near Margit Bridge. It looked promising, and was certainly a great stay with regards to the building and décor. However, the staff were not quite as friendly, and after a couple of days wondering where well known bar Morrison’s 2 was, it ironically turned out to be in the same building! Not just in the same building actually, but was right below as part of a huge atrium, with the second floor hostel balcony corridors looking down on it! The bonus was that there was somewhere handy to get a drink; on the down side, the music was blasting out until 5am, so getting some sleep was problematic!

I met two great Australian chaps, who were doing a tour of Europe, and Lou, who is from Germany. You get to meet some fascinating people in a hostel like this, and for all its many points falling short of Lavender Circus’ high standards, it was probably a more likely place to meet new people.

I did go out for a cold beer on my first evening, unknowingly skirting the area of the so-called ‘Ruin bars’ (more of which later), but it was really the first full day that I got to truly appreciate Budapest. I recommend spending a first full day walking along the banks of the Danube, although in the weather I experienced, walking from Petofi Bridge, right up to Margit Bridge, further north, which is well over 4 miles (about 9 km). It’s a really nice walk, but with temperatures hitting the mid to late thirties, I was definitely in the ‘mad dogs and Englishmen’ category, to quote an old phrase. All I can say is wear a hat and lots of sunscreen in summer. The sun will no doubt enhance an already beautiful sight as you witness the distinct character of each bridge, culminating in the iconic Chain Bridge, and the sights of the Palace and Castle on the Buda side, with the wooded and rocky cliffs offering a dramatic vista. This was the point I was sold on Budapest, and realised quite firmly that I’d completely underestimated this city.

A change of hostel on the second day did come as a minor disappointment, as I mentioned before, but once settle in and meeting some of the residents, I set back out on my travels. Making my way to the impressive Catholic St., Stephen’s Basilica, I met for a free city tour. The tour meets at 10:30 and 2:30pm every day on Vorosmaty Square. It’s an impressive space, to be sure, and the historical basilica is well worth a visit on its own (and is to date, still free to enter). The free tours in Budapest are some of the better city tours I’ve experienced, and our guide Riggi took us on an hugely informative and entertaining walk from the Basilica, through to the Chain Bridge and up to the marvellous Buda Castle (which is more of a governmental palace built on the remains of the medieval castle in the 18th century). Up here you can also visit St, Matthias church, one of Budapest’s most beautiful buildings and walk along the verandas of Fishermans’ Bastion, a medieval style lookout point, which offers some of the best views of the city. It’s a tourist photographers dream up there and tends to get very busy during the day time.


Fisherman’s Bastion.

While up there I had a nice meal at Aranyhordo Eteerem restaurant including traditional Hungarian strudel for dessert. I also went in the labyrinth under the castle, which was quite an atmospheric expedition. At this point, I realised I needed some extra money and went to the nearest ATM. This is a cautionary tale, because if you’ve forgotten the conversion between Hungarian Florints and Pound Sterling (or Euros for that matter), it could pose minor problems. For example, I entered 60, 000 HUF before realising that was nearly £200, and far more than I needed, so be careful. I’d say the equivalent of £50 a day for spending money, if you’re planning on eating in decent places and visiting a few attractions, but you could psend a lot less. Budapest isn’t hugely expensive, but as with all cheaper places it’s easy to lose discipline and start over spending. Anyhow, lumbered with a crazy amount of a crazy currency (but no more crazy than any other, if we’re being objective), I paid my way into the labyrinth, and then spend the next half an hour getting lost in a place where (allegedly) the historical Dracula had once been imprisoned. It was actually a lot of fun, but the mannequins in some of the caged displays looked like something out of a Hammer horror film, and the couple who were some way in front of me practically soiled themselves when the demonic sound effects boomed out of a speaker. At this point, there’s no way you’ll be able to see shit, because they pump loads of dry ice into the cavern and the only light you have is some vaguely authentic gas lamp they give you before you go inside. Also, for anyone who says Germans don’t have a sense of humour, I have to give credit to the German guy who waited round a corner for his mates and pounced out on them. It was hilarious, although by the expression on his friend’s faces, I don’t think the same sense of humour was shared amongst the group. One of them had an expression that suggested he needed a sit down and a brandy.


“Budapest by night” as the postcards would say.

The next day took me out in some of the hottest weather Budapest has had in some years (Europe is still having a heat wave as I write), so caution was expressed with the donning of a straw hat and copious sunscreen. I headed east across the city to the impressive Heroes Square and the leafy shelter of the City Park, where I went to one of the city’s many Thermal Baths. Since Budapest was once invaded and occupied by the Turks, it makes sense there would be similar baths somewhere, and as Budapest is built over many thermal springs, they were in luck. Sczechinyi Baths are one of the most famous in Budapest, so I made that one my priority and I wasn’t disappointed. It’s relatively expensive (around 4000 HUF), but well worth it to unwind in the warm water, either indoors or outside (I did both). The sumptuous architecture surrounds a scene which is like a combination of a bust beach and the local swimming baths. Trust me, you won’t want to leave and when you do you’ll feel reenergised. Basically, you’d be a fool to visit Budapest and not try at least one spa.


Sczechinyi Baths

As I feeling quite cheerful at that point, I must have felt some buried Catholic guilt at this state of affairs and headed straight for the so-called Terror Museum, to rediscover Hungary’s Communist past, and the particulars of the police state involved. I didn’t find this as engaging as some similar attractions in Prague, and as interested and fascinated by the Eastern Bloc history of Budapest and Hungary, this museum was big on presentation but a little scant on content. Plus, although much of the audio visual material was subtitled, all displays were in Hungarian only, which could be a problem for some. As a monument of lives lost under a cruel regime, it is, of course, essential, and for that reason alone I do recommend it.

Next time I visit Budapest (and there will be a next time), I’ll probably make more use of the bus services and Metro (Budapest has the oldest underground railway outside of London), but if you’re fit and healthy then walking round the city with a good map is perfectly doable. This is what I did, and enjoyed it for the most part, but in the very hot weather I experienced I would advise caution!

Other attractions I experienced included the gloriously bohemian Ruin Bars, in the Jewish District. The Ruin Bars have been developed since 2001 and are basically abandoned Communist offices and residential blocks re-appropriated as bars and cafes. Most of the Ruin Bars are partly open aired, with a central courtyard arrangement, but with lots of internal nooks and crannies, adorned with a plethora of retro furniture and decor. Well worth a visit. One of the best known, and oldest, is Szimpla.

Overall, Budapest was a marvellous destination for a five day visit and there are still a few things I kept in reserve for another visit (surprisingly for myself, I didn’t visit the National Gallery or Museum, which are situated up in the castle complex on Buda hill). Next time, I’ll also make sure I investigate more of the Hungarian cuisine, with me pleasantly surprised at the amount of vegetarian food on offer. If you’re an avid meat eater, do not be worried though, as the Hungarian diet is usually very meat heavy. One thing I did manage to do, however, is a boat trip down the Danube. I can’t advise this enough, it’s a wonderfully unwinding way to take in the sights for an hour. The boat trip I took was 9 Euros but other more expensive options are available, including ‘free’ drinks. One free attraction I did personally love was the satur of American actor Peter Falk, in character as the titular character from TV series Columbo, appropriately at one end of Falk Mikaa. The statue was put up due to Falk’s tenuous Hungarian ancestry but as Columbo is my favourite detective series, I couldn’t resist paying Lieutenant Columbo and his dog a visit.


So, Budapest is a city I recommend without hesitation, and is not a hugely expensive destination. Just avoid drinking too much palinka (the local moonshine, essentially) and don’t lose track of time in the thermal baths! Once you’ve seen the River Danube illuminated by the night lights, you’ll definitely be sold on this stylish and handsome city.








“You have a woman’s hand m’Time Lord!” Enter Doctor Thirteen!

16 Jul


Hartnell, Troughton, Pertwee, Baker, Davison, Baker, McCoy, McGann, Eccleston, Tennant, Smith, Capaldi…Whittaker.

I’ve been watching Doctor Who since “Horror of Fang Rock” in 1977, when I got put in front of the telly as a little kid to watch this (frankly) scary as hell and occasionally subversive series. Doctor Who was just coming out of its ‘gothic’ period, led by producer Phillip Hinchcliffe, and in retrospect is not the kind of show you’d necessarily think best suited to the average five year old, but that edge of scariness and the sheer imagination of many of its stories is a gift at any age. I’ve been wondering if the fact that the lead character was played by a man was pivotal to me enjoying it back then and ever since, and I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t think it would have mattered. Having said that, I’m not sure the series could have started with anyone other than William Hartnell in the role, and a female Doctor might not have worked until now. I just hope Broadchurch actress Jodie Whittaker has been chosen because she IS The Doctor and not because she’s a woman.

Former Doctor Tom Baker teased us with the idea of a lady Doctor on his departure from the role in 1981, and Who co-creator Sydney Newman once suggested it’d be something for the series to do one day. That day has finally come, in a decision that is going to prove divisive to fans of the 53 year old series. But while it’s easy to think that Hartnell may have struggled with the idea, I do like to believe that somewhere, original producer and co-creator Verity Lambert is smiling. After all, if it wasn’t for a remarkable woman, Doctor Who might never have got started.

As for the character of The Doctor, I would like to think as an extraterrestrial, the fact he or she has a human-like body of either gender will not make much difference to this most asexual of television heroes.

Jodie Whittaker: Welcome on board the TARDIS.


(P.S. Major kudos for anyone who recognises the reference in the blog title!)

Peter Capaldi will appear in his final episode of Doctor Who on BBC1, Christmas Day 2017.

Project 22: beautiful faces for a beautiful cause.

25 Jun

For the past months now, the second floor studio of St. George’s House in Bolton has been home to photographer John Bentley, who has been a man with a rather big project on his hands. Some doubters may have even suggested it was a project that was far too big for one man, but regardless of the challenges, John has largely met his challenge. And what was this challenge? To photograph 2,222 images of faces between the new year and June, all in aid of a worthy cause: The Lagan’s Foundation to supply home respite and support services for young children with heart defects and feeding issues across the UK.


Intrigued and inspired by the apparent significance of the number 22 in his life, John settled on his ambitious number of portraits. Having pared down that final number to ensure completion, John has worked morning, noon and often night to complete his project. The final aim is to have a minimum of 222 portraits to present at an exhibition at The Gallery At St George’s House, Bolton this Summer, although he has taken so many more. Sadly, you’ve missed your chance if you wanted to get your photograph taken for this astounding endeavour, but you can still see John’s exhibition and support a very commendable cause. If the eyes are the windows of the soul, then John has provided beautiful insights into each of those and given us a strong clear, message: we’re all beautiful in all our own special ways. What better message to give while supporting a noble cause. In addition, ensure you come down to St. George’s House in July to view these remarkable pictures.

Hopefully John is quite happy to have some extra promotion, or as he once said to me, “F*** off, Simon!” Seriously though, you won’t find anyone who hasn’t had a fun and often self affirming experience being involved in this project, and we all owe John a great lot of thanks, as do the Lagan’s Foundation for the generous support.

To find out more and to make a donation, go to John’s site:



Project 22 is a photographic exhibition by John Bentley, showing at The Gallery at St. George’s House, Bolton, from 7th July (9am-5pm) to 8th July (10am-2pm),

A UK election analogy: A New Hope

2 Jun


With respect to George Lucas.


These are OUR Election Wars. Not so long in the future, in a galaxy not so far away…

The Tory Government is heavily shielded from criticism and carries media firepower greater than the other parties. Its defences are designed around a direct, large scale campaign assault. The everyday votes of the apathetic, young, infirm and the poor, however, should be able to penetrate the Tory majority.

The Conservatives don’t consider these good people to be of any threat, or they wouldn’t need so much defence around their policies; with no consideration for these voters. An analysis of the Conservative manifesto demonstrates huge weaknesses, that no amount of sound bites can disguise. But our approach will not be easy. We will be required to manoeuvre through Tory controlled media which will merely skim the surface when discussing Jeremy Corbyn in an attempt to promote him as unelectable. The target is only open for one day. It’s a small new hope, dependent on the right votes. The positive result leads right to number 10 Downing Street. A precise amount of greater votes will start a chain reaction which will oust the Conservative government from power. Only the right, humane and considered votes from the masses will set off this chain reaction. The government is controlled by Tories with no consideration for the common man or woman, so you’ll have to use your humanity.

On June the 8th, man your polling stations. And may the Left be with you.

Labour 2017