If youre looking for a rustic idyll with no connection to the outside world and miles from anywhere in order to re-enact the Mamma Mia experience, you’ve found it. This little villa is tucked away up a mountain high above the coast, and reached after a 20 minute drive in second gear up sheer, hairpin roads, twisting and zig zagging up the precipice. The little pool is secluded and shady and very private – it’s small, but was just about big enough for our two teens to flop about in. No lap swimming here folks! You’re in luck if only two people in your party are sun worshippers as the area round the pool fits four sunbeds but two have to be in the sun and two in the shade. This wasn’t an issue for us as luckily my husband is a shade lover and loved that everything was surrounded by foliage and shrubs. The house itself is in the rustic, Cretan style with exposed beams and brick, traditional cupboards in the kitchen and no dishwasher. There was a little welcome pack on arrival with water, crackers and a bottle of local wine which was much appreciated as the nearest shop for anything, even water, is a 20 minute drive back down the sheer hairpin bends again. There are two bedrooms of a decent size and two bathrooms, but the en suite to the double is tucked under the stairs and the sloping roof means the shower head is fitted at waist level! We all shared the other bathroom, in which the shower over the bath is normal height and you can wash your hair. There is a little issue with the water pressure: every couple of days the taps suddenly emit only dribbles of water when turned on. The first time this happened, by chance the owner’s mother-in-law stopped by and fixed it by refilling buckets at the outside tap repeatedly and discarding them into the earth and suddenly the taps worked again. From then on we were of course able to fix it ourselves every time – lucky, as by the last day this happened twice in one day. By the way, like all Greek rentals, don’t expect that you’re really going to have wi-fi. You’re not. Well, you might be able to send an e mail, if you’re standing upstairs next to the wi-fi maker in the siting room, facing the window, but certainly don’t expect to engage with social media or – ha!ha! – try to stream a movie. The huge issue which would stop me ever coming back was the fact that we were awoken each and every morning of our stay by the local rooster who had places to go and people to see from 4.45am. After crowing loudly for an hour straight, by which time we were all thoroughly awake, he settled down – but our day had started, ready or not. We tried having the air con on full tilt to try...