My mother said I would love Rome and she wasn’t wrong. I think I have died and gone to heaven. All of Rome twists and turns from one beautiful old building to the next, vespas wind between pedestrians on cobblestoned lanes, laurel trees look lush, taxis are new, the gabble of italian is intoxicating and …
I am unconvinced about Dubai. Plonked in the desert, this city is torn between old and new. The new is startling; buildings pierce the skyline like ancient daggers. On the ground in the old souks, Arabs pounce out of their stalls to beckon you in – their persistence is annoying and intimidating. I expected Dubai …
Okay. Slight snag. I won’t be living my tagline and stamping in Italy… more like treading gingerly. I have a tear in my hip cartilege – so my mobility is a bit tender to say the least. I’m taking a deep breath and might have to have a few more italian wines on balconies …
We’re off soon on a food tour of Sicily. Our tour guide, Sydney restauranteur, Carmel Ruggeri and Tastetrekkers – are taking us on a Sicilian food odyssey. It’s a family kind of affair – so we’ll be off the beaten track and the local laundromat has even opened up early for us, because Carmel is …
Starting this blog is all about a passion for life around me. As a writer and artist, my brain feeds on visual stimuli. I have a rather incurable addiction to house and garden magazines inherited from my grandmother and mother. I pour over the many clever pages, feeling their glossiness, dog-earing favourite pages and settling …