These are ‘piadine’ (plural, ‘piadina’ singular, let’s get things straight). And they are delicious. It’s a food typical of this region ‘Romagna’, the eastern side of Emilia Romagna, it is a flat bread usually made with white flour, lard or olive oil, salt and water. The dough was traditionally cooked on a terracotta dish, although …
Can’t believe it’s been a week. It was a busy week, ‘to be fairs’ (teenage lingo… stick with me)… culminated with me sleeping three hours Saturday afternoon and then 12 hours straight that night. I just can’t hack it anymore. ok, let’s see if I can remember it all… I went to see this movie …
What a gorgeous day I had today! Met my friend Claire for our annual Hay Festival day and I must say … glorious. It didn’t rain for the second year running – bonus – and we chose three very different but amazing talks to go to. Event no 1 – Markus Zusack, author of the …
Yesterday Mr M and I had a rare and delightful day out which didn’t involved hockey or cricket or any other ‘ball’ activity. Just the two of us… and thousands other people, admiring gardens, smelling roses, eating ice cream (and dropping it… right darling?)… It was gorgeous, even though I’m absolutely knackered today! So, here …
And breeeeath… In the past 7 days I went out five evenings. It’s was too much. Fabulous, all of it, but way too much. Maybe it’s my age but I need time to process things and recover now! I feel my brain is full from all the things I’ve seen, the conversations I’ve had… not …
The weather was glorious. Finally. Spent a couple of hours on Saturday afternoon in a deserted College library… oh my god… terrifying… just weird… like the set of a scary movie. Had to get out of there. Fast. Missed No 3 and Mr away on hockey tour in sunny Holland. Easter Sunday meant lots of …
Yesterday I took a day out from College work and mum-duty to spend a day in London with my sister in law. We crammed a lot in and walked for miles and miles and it was so much fun. The weather was glorious for the first time in weeks too. First stop, the Serpentine Gallery …
It occurred to me a nights ago that this June will be 30 years since I finish secondary school. Incidentally it’s also 30 years since I left Italy but that’s a different story. (Or is it?) Anyway, I got thinking about the people I had spent five hours daily with and set about to retrace …
Husband: out visiting his mum No 1: upstairs, revising for his exams No 2: out supporting the town hockey team No 3: on a plane on his way to Cyprus kindly invited by a friend. Me: at the kitchen table, talking to no one, the dishwasher playing in the background. On the table: the program …
Last night I couldn’t sleep. Earlier there had been some sort of disturbance in front of our house, maybe ‘kids’ (big kids) just messing about, maybe not, there was a football, yes, but there was a lot of shouting and it was late and it was dark, not the time to be out there. And …
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