In June 1951, British novelist Graham Greene was cruising round the Mediterranean in a luxury yacht, the guest of movie producer Alexander Korda. By mid-month they had reached Greek waters.
“Last night we spent in Epidaurus Bay & went up to the Greek theatre for a concert,” Greene wrote to his American lover Catherine Walston. “First, Mozart’s Jupiter Symphony (which I liked perhaps because a faint idea for an Indochina novel stirred).”
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