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Vincent Van Gogh Alive – pretty damn amazing

26 Mar , 2015  

Before reading this article you should know: I don’t blog about events I am an art-heathen So, recently I visited the Van Gogh Alive event at the deconsecrated San Lorenzo Church just shy of Ponte Vecchio, slap bang in the middle of Florence tourist town (who knew that venue was there? Not me!). And I […]

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“Oh it’s easy for you, you work from home”

5 Jan , 2015  

How many times have I heard that, in all it’s various forms? Squillions. Now, just let me set all you you cube-farm, clock-in/clock-out, my desk with my potted plant and my photos and my post-its, bad-tempered commuter types straight. I     work     from     home. Others (you) probably work from an office. […]

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Figiquette and the fig marauders

28 Aug , 2014  

I am lucky enough to live in the countryside (that’s not the lucky bit – I am a city girl, you can take the girl out of London, but you can’t take London out of the girl) with a huge, and I mean huge, fig tree in my car park. Not only is it phyiscally […]

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When I become a Florentine tourist for a day …

18 Jul , 2014  

Since I have moved (eight years ago now) to the Renzian backwaters beyond Pontassieve (about 19km outside Florence) I do realise that I can gain at least a little perspective of what it is like to be a tourist lobbed into Piazza del Duomo at speed. And I note that for me, being a frustrated […]

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Italy – the absolute ultimate in love/hate relationships

19 Jun , 2014  

Schools are out. Over. Gone. Three (three???) totally ridiculous months of nothingness (this is the mother in me speaking). I hate absolutely hate it. I totally love it. Let me explain. Me. Thinking just about me for a second. School is out from the end of June until the 15th September. And believe me I […]

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And then there was the day I was a tourist in Florence …

19 May , 2014  

I don’t quite know how it happened that I ended up being a fully fledged tourist in my own town (by adoption admittedly, but twenty years here gives me the right to say “home town” I think). But I did. A whole day fully immersed in the total tourist experience in Florence. And honestly, it […]

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Words from the Italian school system that cause me grief

24 Mar , 2014  

Before we start – this is not a better then/worse than post. This is a post by a foreign national trying to come to grips with a school system that is totally alien to everything I know. I can learn how to eat, drink, play, work Italian – I can do all those things now. […]

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I can’t read …

25 Feb , 2014  

… Italian writing. Actually I can’t write Italian writing either. Writing admittedly is ever more a skill of the past (I had to “write” a note the other day to someone, with a pen. It was indescribably hard. Give me a keyboard, touch screen, swype pad whatever, but I am no longer any good at […]

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Marco Polo, Canaletto, Monteverdi, Vivaldi and Casanova are surely rolling in their graves

10 Feb , 2014  

It’s really hard to find the words to say this. But Venice stinks. Not literally (well, it does a bit, but that’s not really my point). No-one can deny the breath-taking, heart-stopping, vision-overloading, senses-overwhelming, Alice-falling-down-a-rabbit-hole-and-emerging-in-another-world feeling when you step out of Santa Lucia station and the Grand Canal lies before you. It’s something you can […]

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I need new school-leavers with useful skills …

23 Sep , 2013  

If I win the lottery (unlikely as I don’t buy tickets) I will open a school that will provide graduating students with useful skills that are closely connected with our 2013 life and the available jobs in growth industries instead of the 50 year-behind rubbish (singing hymns and learning all the rivers in Norway?) that is […]

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A work-induced, end of August rant.

21 Aug , 2013  

In Florence we have collectively managed to define a new race “the tourist”. My line of work frequently brings me into contact with credible, eloquent well-educated people who often define and confirm the ethnic, linguistic, cultural, intellectual and behavioural traits of the “the tourist”. Here they are, in no particular order: They are loud. They […]

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August should be a month not a mentality …

31 Jul , 2013  

When I came to Florence (twenty years ago … shhhhh) August was total shut down. Not a fly flew, not bird breathed, not a person made a peep. Having recently arrived from a job in London where the standard 15 days holiday a year (which I took in pay rather than days, like many others), […]