We got up very early that Sunday morning. It was the first Easter day we had ever spent in our new flat in Via Flavio Stilicone and to celebrate we invited our closest relatives to lunch: my father, Marta’s aunts, her cousins, a number of people too large for the space we had available. We […]
When Power Makes You Dull and Dumb
Military experience, what used to be compulsory military service, has taught generations of Italians not so much how to shoot, which fortunately there has been little need since the end of the second world war, but to understand the stupidity of many human behaviours linked to a hierarchical power system. One morning I was on […]
Chiavenna, Italy
Chiavenna, in the Province of Sondrio, Italy is a beautiful town high above the Como Lake and is surrounded by very high snow capped mountains. When we saw this place for the first time in the summer, to be exact the 2nd of August 2011, we were stunned by the beauty of the majestic mountains […]
The Surprising Daisy
When I was 21 years old and still lived in South Africa, I was obliged for one year to come to Italy in order to pay my dues in the Italian Military Air Force. I left S.A. by myself and I went to Italy to stay with my uncle and my aunt who suggested that […]
Nerone, Our Big Black Cat
We called him Nerone because he was totally black and in Italian “nero” means black. He must have been about three months old when he was found abandoned in the courtyard of our building in Rome and sometime later we decided to take him in. The story went as follows. He adored Marta and he […]
One very tired but determined Dutchman!
He set out to do one thing and then went the extra mile or should I rather say many more km’s…. The Dutchman decided to take his bicycle and ride to Milan along the path next to the Grand Canal, it’s real name is “Naviglie Grande”. It’s about 40 odd kilometers, from Turbigo to Abbiategrasso, […]
Out Cycling Around Galliate
The Dutchman and I often go cycling on the farm roads around our town and then also in the Ticino Park (bordering our town) there are special cycle/pedestrian paths among the trees which also lead to the banks of the Ticino River. It is such a pleasurable outing, young and old make use of these […]