Style of the Season

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A friend of mine posted this picture on Facebook this morning and it stopped me dead in my tracks. I sat down with my coffee and let the memories come flooding back. I owned the dress with the bow on the waist, and actually described it in my book Ghosts on the Sand
My mum didn’t buy the dress, but made it for me. It was in this exact same color. Of course it didn’t look quite like this on me, I was five years old, and wore it to present a bouquet to a very important lady. The occasion was the Grand Opening of a village hall in a small village in County Durham where I lived.
Curiosity made me google the Village Hall, which was built in the early sixties, and I’m happy to say it still stands.
I wonder if anyone remembers the little girl in the yellow dress?

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Buon Natale

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Two weeks from now I’ll be in Colledimezzo, province of Chieti, Abruzzo, Italy. It will be the first of many Christmases, there. So very excited!

Europe at Christmas is wonderful, but Italy at Christmas is magical, traditional and full of love!

 

Oh Christmas Tree!

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Beautiful display in Italy!

Trump on Climate Change

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Does this man even know what comes out of his mouth?

“No, no I have a strong opinion. I want a great climate. We’re going to have that, and we are going to have that are very safe because we can’t go through this. Every year we go through this. We’re going to have safe forests and that’s happening as we speak,” he told reporters during a briefing at a command center in Chico, California.

Seriously? Shut the $%*$ up!

When I could SLEEP!

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When did sleep become such a rare commodity? When I got old I suppose!
I remember the days I could sleep until noon. Saturday nights at a night club, Sunday mornings in bed, woken up by the smell of mum’s Sunday roast cooking in the oven. Those were the days.
Now, if I’m lucky enough to get to sleep within an hour of going to bed. I’m awake at 4:00 AM and gremlins crawl into my brain. They wake up my stress areas and make me think about things I don’t want to.

Life was much better when I could sleep!

Gran Sasso d’Italia

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So much to explore. I’ve enjoyed every minute I’ve spent in Italy, from Lido de Jesolo, to Venice, to Garda, to Verona, to San Marino, to Rimini, to Sienna, to Rome, to the Amalfi Coast, to Naples…but now I’ve found the real Italy. I’ve found Abruzzo!

Steeped in the Sixties

The first story in my book is set in the sixties. I lived with my mum in a small village and we survived on her meagre wages. I lived to tell the tale, along with a few others. Read about the adventures of Sheila in the sixties and seventies. Ghosts on the Sand is now available on Amazon.

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Dipping in the Frying Pan

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In 1962 I lived with my mum in a small farm cottage in Summerhouse, county Durham. We were poor. The cottage came with the job, along with a meagre wage. Bacon was a luxury, and usually given to us by the farm mum worked for. End pieces that didn’t sell! It was delicious. Mum made it last. When the bacon was gone, she’d save the fat and many days I went to school after a breakfast of stale bread dipped into bacon fat. I didn’t complain, I LOVED it.
When I cook bacon now, I look at the fat left in the pan, and remember.
Mum, wish you were still here!

Bowie is in the Building

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Finally we got to stay in our new home in Abruzzo! Never thought it would happen so quickly. We closed on the Old Olive Mill in Colledimezzo less than a year ago. After only two trips and a lot of help from the wonderful folks who live there, it feels like home. David Bowie has been with me my whole life, so his presence makes the move complete.

The Years are Trickling Away

abruzzo-presto-privateIt really has been a heck of a year! This year we’ve literally bled money. In the grand scale of things, not that much, but enough to give me the odd panic attack. It has been worth it, we now have a lovely home in Abruzzo. A home with thick stone castle like walls and the sort of wooden doors that aren’t made anymore.
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Last week I published my second book, Ghosts on the Sand, a collection of short stories that were fun to write, and according to many folks, a pleasure to read. Thank you for all of your kind comments. The link below takes you to where this book can be purchased on Amazon for a mere $0.99.

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Tomorrow I rise early and start work at 7:00 am (if it ever stops snowing). Tomorrow evening finds me on a flight to Pescara, via Heathrow and Milan. My second trip to Colledimezzo this year, and not my last. My years are trickling away. Got to cram as much in as I can.

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