Archive for September 2015
Africa, my tough love
Welcome to Africa. I felt exhilarated but displaced. For the first time in many years of travelling, I felt like I didn’t plan it right, like I landed in the wrong destination with a suitcase meant for another trip. I didn’t expect such an unpredictable place. I missed the safety of knowing what…
Read MoreEscape the bollito in the room of surprises
I am saving them jealously. Old copies of the National Geographic magazine from 1899 and 1900, found when I was around 12 years old while rummaging in what used to be my favourite room in our big family country home. A dusty windowless store room, with old wooden cabinets packed full of books, letters and…
Read MoreLike a rolling stone (fruit)…and a pear recipe thrown in
This week I cooked lots of fruit. Being the end of summer I ended up with piles of peaches and tiny tart pears from my organic delivery scheme and mountains of plums from various sources: Avalons from the same organic box, a bag of damsons I bought locally and some slightly unripe Belles my neighbour brought…
Read MoreA trip to the last rays of summer
I just returned from a week in the South of France and Piedmont to see my family. It’s been a great occasion to catch up with loved ones and soak in the last heat of summer, and a fortunate choice for a Bank holiday which would have been quite wet if spent in London. …
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