This morning, after a supposedly quick call at the local supermarket, where queues were longer than Sainsbury’s on Christmas Eve, we set off for Matera (about which more tomorrow or the day after). We could have driven down a dual…
Grappa Haze
If today’s post reads even worse than usual, you’ll have to forgive me. I have a grappa fuzz, which will be explained later. Today’s walk into Gallipoli turned out to be more of a chore than a pleasure. The day…
Legs & Co.
Today was the day when my legs decided to emerge from winter hibernation, whiter than Donny Osmond’s teeth (look it up again kids). It’s not so warm that they will stay out long term at the moment, for one reason…
Frustrated Intentions
Some overnight delving in Lonely Planet informed me that Ostuni was the home of a famous award winning olive oil. Lonely Planet helpfully gave me details of a cooperative selling the oil and we set off through the streets of…