Paddy’s house is open for guests from 1 July, but the costs are high, and most “adoring fans” are unlikely to be able to afford the prices. This article sums it up – ‘the house has been modernised to entice the kind of people wealthy enough to rent it’. It strikes me that we should suggest to the Benaki to set aside 2-4 weeks per season for lower cost rental and application by lottery for those less able to afford it. Are these prices in-line with the spirit of Paddy’s wishes?
By Alev Scott
First published in the Financial Times 23 May 2020
It was February, and I was inching towards the waves that lap Kalamitsi beach, just south of the village of Kardamyli. The brilliant morning light — sharper than the haze of summer — fell on cliffs fringed by cypress trees; beyond them were orange and lemon groves, and the distant bleat of goats. There was no sign of human life. I am usually a fair-weather swimmer but the blue-green water was exhilarating, clear to the white sand and rocks below.
I looked back to shore; peeking out of the treetops was the honey-coloured house belonging to the English adventurer, Hellenophile and former second world war spy Patrick Leigh Fermor.
He designed and built it in the mid-1960s with his wife Joan and their architect friend Nikos Hatzimichalis. Most of the stone, prised from the foothills of the Taygetus range, was brought by mule; some large pieces were manhandled by Leigh Fermor and his team of local masons, “sweating and tottering” as they moved them into position.
About 500 metres from the beach below the house is a small, forest-covered island. Every day, until two years before he died in 2011, aged 96, Leigh Fermor would swim around the island and back, emerging “svelter and browner with every passing day”, as he wrote in a letter in 1985. I took a few, frozen strokes in its direction before swimming as fast as I could back to shore.
The house is almost as celebrated as the man himself, and there has been much excitement about its reopening. With no children to inherit it, the writer bequeathed it to the Benaki Museum, an Athens art museum founded by his friend Antonis Benaki. Leigh Fermor specified that he wanted his home used as a writers’ retreat, while acknowledging that this would be expensive, and granting permission for its rental in summer months.
After a painstaking renovation, it will finally receive its first paying guests on July 1, a fortnight after the easing of lockdown restrictions allows Greece’s seasonal hotels and villas to open up. It can be booked in its entirety, for up to 10, or as three self-contained parts: the main house, for six, and the guest house and “traditional house”, both sleeping two.
When I knocked on the imposing double gate, a smiling, middle-aged lady opened it — Elpida Belogianni, who worked as Leigh Fermor’s housekeeper in the final decade of his life. Behind her, workmen strolled around a manicured garden stretching down to the sea, and electricians checked newly installed air-conditioning units. “Come,” said Elpida, ushering me in.
I knew from photos that the house was beautiful, but I was unprepared for the way it lays itself open to the sea and sky.
Medieval arches wind around the main house, mimicking a Byzantine monastery. The walls, a metre thick to keep out the summer heat, are covered in art (the most valuable paintings by Leigh Fermor’s friends — Edward Lear, John Craxton and Nikos Ghika among them — have been replaced with facsimiles). On the terrace, the pebble mosaics reveal paw prints (cats were Joan’s favourite animal) and a winding snake (Patrick’s), while painted snakes grace almost every room of the house.
In his study, I noticed an anachronistic-looking copy of Gone Girl (second edition, 2013), presumably abandoned by a passing visitor but nevertheless duly catalogued by the Benaki Museum; Leigh Fermor’s signature in Greek characters had been stamped on its inside page.
Inevitably, the house has been modernised to entice the kind of people wealthy enough to rent it — each bedroom now has a television, and a newly built swimming pool is visible in the lower garden, just above the beach (“Paddy would have hated it,” Elpida confided). Leigh Fermor was house-proud, but also liked the shabbiness of his creation, as he explained in the 1986 anthology The Englishman’s Room: “The room and its offshoots sound grander than they are; but from the stern Mitford test — ‘All nice rooms are a bit shabby’ — the place comes out with flying colours [thanks to] time, wear, and four-footed fellow-inmates.”
When the Leigh Fermors arrived in Kardamyli in the 1960s, they had very few neighbours — the tiny chapel near their house, dedicated to the archangels Gabriel and Michali, was almost a personal one. Now, in part due to its extraordinary natural beauty and in part to his legacy, the bay has become a popular destination for both Greek and foreign tourists, especially for hikers.
The morning before my swim, I had set out on the mountain trail from Kardamyli to Sparta, a path much trodden by Leigh Fermor himself, and described in his book Mani (1958). I climbed up past medieval tower houses, surrounded by colour: almond blossom, anemones, irises and mysterious wildflowers; soon, the sea fell away behind me and ahead of me the last of the snow was visible on Mount Taygetus. For those wanting to experience the magic that kept Leigh Fermor here for nearly half a century, the view from the mountain to his house will reveal even more, perhaps, than the view from the sea to his house.
I an rather shocked . The idea is that the villa should be open for writers and thinkers. It should not be a profit making business. there is no way having read all Fermor’s books that he would have wanted it,. He believed and enjoyed the hospitality of the Greek people. He was not despite being a bit of an old fashioned conservative wanted the world to revolve around money.
The proceeds should go to the all round annual running costs, which I imagine will include the “writers’ retreat”. I’ll be seeking clarification from the Benaki.
I can think of so many opportunities for writing courses & retreats & fellowships – travel & memoir writing especially, Greek language courses, history, etc. If UK was staying in EU then there would be possibilities with EU funding & joint Greek-UK projects maybe with an organisation like the Arvon Centre. I expect that given the virus & impending Brexit, there will be little money for culture and the arts. A real shame.
I don’t understand this at all. A couple of years ago on our way home to Maine in the USA from our house on Symi Island where we live half of the year, we went to the Benaki Museum specifically to see the exhibit of Joan Fermor’s photographs. While we were there I picked up a brochure about the Benaki’s plan to get the Fermor’s house ready for use as a writer’s retreat and there was an application form enclosed, inviting writer’s to apply. My wife is a writer and I thought she might be interested, and we still have this brochure at home in Maine! Whatever happened to the noble idea, which I think is what the Fermor’s intended, of letting writers use their house as an inspiration and a retreat?
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Hi Kel – that remains the idea. At least I hope so. The terms of the gift of the house allow for “income generation” during the peak summer period. Submit your form!
Thanks for getting back to me. We’ll try and find the brochure when we get home to Maine next month.
this is very interesting and a proof, say, of the intended scope back at that time. It should be somehow made known to the general public, in official Benaki Museum’s social media, but I doubt there is going to be any response. Only very few Greek people are aware of the history about P & J Fermor, so I couldn’t tell how much of an impression this news could make in the greek audience and the friends of the museum itself. It’s just devastating to see the cost ‘4000€’ per day, associated with PLF’s name.
This is disheartening considering the simplicity of the man. Benaki Museum should liaise with Universities and institutions and secure funds from them to operate this house as a writing retreat for successful applicants. This would serve the scope and also be financially efficient. (Only that the funds for Education from the Greek state are limited…….)
Considering his penchant for such people, it is ironic that only the great and the wealthy can afford to stay in his house. It would have been better had the house (for which no endowment was provided) simply been sold after his death and the proceeds applied to a worthy cause.
At all events, PLF will be remembered not for his house (or any other of his possessions), but for his writing (though I confess that I’m not as enthusiastic a fan of his as I once was).
I trust that off season the prices will be much lower. It could be used as a writers retreat or for creative seminars between the beginning of October and the end of April, with the summer months bringing in the revenue.
That is the plan but we’ve seen nothing about that. Only the summer is for paying guests for vacation
How much? Did I miss the rental cost?
About Euro 4,000 per night for the whole place. 300+ for one room for a night. You can book here Alun https://www.ariahotels.gr/en/the-patrick-joan-leigh-fermor-house
Gone Girl was published in 2012. Joan died in 2003 & Paddy 2011. Neither owned the book.
Okay, then. Thank you for the clarification, Mr. Kelly!
Yes I think so. Is there provision for a writers’ fellowship or retreat? I understand that the Benaki have to make make money to pay for the restoration-renovations & for ongoing costs but it would be good for some proposals for those of us who could never afford to stay there otherwise. What would Paddy & Joan think?
The restoration should have been paid for by the Stavros Niarchos Foundation (but we have no idea of the details – was it a grant or a loan?). The running costs can’t be so much; Paddy and Joan didn’t have a huge income and they managed. No. It appears that the Beanki are looking to make money out of this.
Paddy’s name may be stamped in that copy of Gone Girl but, when I saw the house prior to its renovation, the book was in Joan’s bedroom on her crowded bookshelf. It was most likely hers. And, yes, the house was a bit shabby: I remember thinking it could use a good smartening up!
Gone Girl published May 2012. It did not belong to either of them.