“I almost wish we were butterflies and liv’d but three summer days – three such days with you I could fill with more delight than fifty common years could ever contain.” John Keats

My life is dictated by books. Even on holiday there needs to be some kind of literary connection. I visited Ljubljana when it was the World Book Capital, did the James Joyce trail in Trieste, read Captain Corelli’s Mandolin on a beach in Kefalonia and recently dragged my son to Latvia to see their new library.

In August the Dawn of the Unread offices moved to Sicily for a couple of weeks as I tried to locate the fictional town of Vigata, home of Inspector Montalbano. But while there I discovered a more relevant location to our graphic novel, Favignana, which I visited on 8 August to coincide with the release of Nicola Monaghan and Judit…