This is a shot of my son, taken in Brittany last summer. We caught the ferry across from Southampton and stayed just a few miles outside Rennes. Unsurprisingly for France the food was delicious even though we had to cook most of it ourselves as the gite we were staying in didn’t come with a built in chef. Having our own car to get around was more than handy as it allowed us to bring a fair few home comforts with us, including jnr here. Oh yes and there was lots and lots of sunshine.
During a short break in Mid-Wales we stopped at the George III hotel restaurant just a couple of miles down the road from Dolgellau. Had a well prepared Moules Marinieres at the restaurant and the service was friendly. Best of all was the view of the setting sun from the balcony where many people seemed to be enjoying a drink while looking over the lake.
And why not.
Drove to Evesham yesterday. Saw a farm shop just outside the town. A sign said locally farmed asparagus was being sold inside. I bought a bunch. It’s the season for asparagus. The Vale of Evesham grows the best.
I pass a particular field everyday on my journey into work. Most of the time I don’t notice it. This past week, in the glorious weather we’re having, I couldn’t help but notice it. I had to stop and take it in. On the way back from work I noticed that what seemed like half the fields in Oxfordshire and Warwickshire are radiant in this way. Marvellous
Just got back from Italy and back to e-life — I was never a big fan of Italy, at least not in the same way I have been of say Spain. Having said that, I’ve supported the football team at various world cups, where England weren’t involved, and enjoy the food well enough. I’ve even driven and loved an italian car (ahhh blessed Bella God rest her Panda soul).
Add to those a general interest in ancient history and it seems odd that I’d never been before. But persuaded by my better half, we went to Tuscany and I think I’m now a fan of the land.
I suppose Tuscany and ‘Chiantishire’ are quite aspirational destinations and certainly the prices attest to that but there you are.
Great weather, fine food and stunning architecture and scenery … But all of that matters not so much for me as the real reason for my conversion to a italiaphile …