HENRY DEEDES: The Greek island of Kefalonia is the stuff of postcards, or a thousand gloating Instagram posts. The sea is turquoise, the sand white as fresh snow and the warm air pungent with wild lavender. Even the local wine has a certain acidic charm about it - though admittedly any more than half a carafe alongside your evening souvlaki may necessitate a double dose of aspirin the next morning. So I am sad to report - after returning from a holiday there - that this blissful Ionian island has fallen foul of a very British menace that seems to be descending across holiday resorts and seaside towns all over mainland Europe. Not the pink-bellied lager lout, scourge of the Mediterranean. No, this is an even more heinous species of holiday wrecker. I mean the mobile-phone morons who insist upon conducting their conversations on speakerphone. ...read
HENRY DEEDES: Even on holiday in the heavenly Greek island of Kefalonia there's no escaping mobile morons
