Milos was great, everyone concurred, and there are a few hundred photographs to confirm what fun was had by all.

In Greece they serve a kind of coffee which consists of ground coffee boiled in water, making an intensely-flavoured beverage with the consistency of mud, and they call it Greek coffee. It is the same stuff that is known everywhere else in the world as Turkish coffee. In fact, Greece was not a coffee nomenclature splinter group until the events of 1974. At the Syntagma square café they serve Greek coffee with traditional Turkish lokum on the side. “Served with Greek delight,” the menu says.

As an opportunity to post a couple of cool images and share my recent state of elation, here is a quick list of recent Greek delights:

• Hot and dry summers, beautiful beaches, stunning geology.
• Karim Rashid’s recently opened Semiramis hotel, all over which Nick would jizz.
• The amazing bar and event space Bios, which looks like something out of Momus’s photos of Berlin, with beautiful 70s furniture loosely arranged on a terrazzo floor.
• The emergence of new ethnic minorities beyond the Filipina maids of the northern suburbs. There now exist distinct Chinese and Pakistani districts in the city centre.
• Arty stencil graffiti that’s not merely political.
• Souvlaki. All food groups in a wrap.
• Amir’s flirting success with a half-Greek half-Japanese salesgirl.

Need to rush. Going to Spiro’s, then clubbing.