Month August 2019
The stretch of coastline that extends from the French border around the Ligurian Sea is known as the Italian Riviera. It may not have the glitz of Cannes or the glamour of St Tropez, but there are enough rich and… Continue Reading →
There’s something about Italian women of a certain age. They’re incredibly confident – about everything. And, surprisingly, they’re rarely wrong – about anything. When you’re new in town, the nonne are first to notice. And if you’re up for a… Continue Reading →
At the start of this year we spent several months outside Italy, in countries we’d mostly not visited before. These places are familiar to many but, for us each one was a newly-discovered gem. Norway New Year’s Eve in Hammerfest… Continue Reading →
Two years ago today Greg and I arrived in Italy. When we landed in Bologna on that hot August afternoon we were excited at the prospect of what lay ahead, but the past couple of years have delivered much more… Continue Reading →
We weren’t sure whether we wanted to go to the Cinque Terre. Sounds crazy, right? Who wouldn’t want to visit that string of five gorgeous, little villages clinging like jewels to the cliffs of the Ligurian coast? It had been… Continue Reading →