Driving Like a Maniac is on indefinite leave, but in the meantime why not check out the offerings from the other ladies of the Italy Roundtable? The Italy Roundtable is a group of likeminded women writing about different facets of … Continue reading
Harvest, to me as a child in a farming community, meant wheat stubble burning and the throat-clutching excitement (terror?) of seeing the fire and smoke licking across the fields. Even though it was controlled, there was still – in my child’s … Continue reading
The eagle-eyed among you will have noticed that it’s been a bit quiet around here recently. There’s a reason for that – Davide and I got married on 20 August! It’s therefore been a busy few months, but hopefully with the … Continue reading
Signor Crigio, who owns the men’s tailoring shop that used to be at the bottom of the building, is tiny, dapper and slim, with round glasses and a white, perfectly-trimmed moustache – the archetypal tailor. He’s recently closed the shop down, … Continue reading
The guys selling the chicken, pork and beef from the stalls outside the butcher’s shop know me now. After eighteen months of me shopping there, they can guess what I’m after before I’ve even asked for it. The chicken guy … Continue reading
Well, all right, not fight about. But they definitely baffle us. Welcome to the heady world of the cross-cultural relationship. Item one: food He’s Italian; I’m English. You may be chuckling right now, thinking that you’ve already guessed what the problem … Continue reading
“Good morning. I’m English, but I’d like to get Italian residency.” The man in the filthy, nicotine-stained office with the overflowing ashtray on his desk barely gives me a glance. “You’re in the wrong department. Round the corner, number 28, … Continue reading
Photo credit: mac.rj It was in August that I moved to Sicily. 12 August 2011, to be precise. So it looks like I’ve got a two-year anniversary coming up. Mind you, in the way of all relationships, there are various … Continue reading
The theme for this month’s Italy Blogging Roundtable is ‘Grab Bag’. Or, for UK readers: Lucky Dip. In a happy coincidence, this described my recent weekend away in Cefalù pretty much perfectly, so here, for your delectation, is part one … Continue reading
Fimmina senza amuri è fiore senza oduri A woman without love is a flower without perfume – Sicilian proverb It’s the last class of the evening. We’ve been talking about manners and culture, and we’re all tired. I wind up … Continue reading
