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…

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…

Today’s journey was along the Valley of Istria, which is one of the most fertile areas of Southern Italy. As we drove from Alberobello along the valley we were surrounded by endless olive groves, interspersed the ubiquitous trullis, often with…

After a good night’s sleep on the quayside we awoke to find fisherman selling their catches from small stalls erected behind each boat. Sarah sussed it out first with the dogs and I followed up and bought us a plump…