November 14, 2015

For Paris, my heart is aching.

Paris is in my heart. It has been there for so long, I hardly remember a time when it wasn’t. I walked off the train in Gare […]
March 6, 2015

Cultural drinking

My first encounter with a group of rowdy Australians was on the ferry from Ancona to Patras in 1987. In those days my knowledge of Australian […]
September 12, 2014

I am Italian again!

My Italian passport expired years ago and I have never found the courage, time and patience to renew it. We all know how italian bureaucracy can […]

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