Welcome and benvenuti to all my Lovely Followers around the World,
As I begin writing this blog, which I hope you will enjoy, I have started to sneeze and I feel a little fluish. Well, not surprising, as we have just returned from ten days in the UK where we were surrounded by people with colds and viruses! You may not be surprised to know that living in Tuscany, I rarely catch a cold. We were in England for a mix of family gatherings and work, and by the time we got back to our lovely bit of Chianti, we were both exhausted. On a lighter note we did have some nice moments, like the strawberry cocktail served up with a rosemary twig at the Italian restaurant Ask in Wells, Somerset. We also had a good lunch at the Fountain Inn there.
We then travelled to Exmouth in Devon and cannot recomend any of the eateries or hotels there. So other than downing a nice bottle of Pinot Grigio with my lovely school chum Jane from Spain, whilst watching some rugby on the TV in the pub, nothing nice to say!
Then on to London on the Monday for some business meetings and a couple of catch-ups. My man and I did have a very good lunch at La Cucina Caldesi in Marylebone and we can definately recommend this restaurant to you. Funny how we always seek out Italian places to go!
But what a relief to get home to Beautiful Tuscany and to find that yesterday our local village of Fiano has won back the coveted banner having been victorious at the annual Calambur event! Bravi to all our lovely italian friends who participated! This event is a bit like the UK’s It’s a Knockout which was televised and hugely popular in the 60’s and 70’s.
And, I read in the paper that Fiano had also won the title Contessa della Cipolla, which is awarded for the most magnificent dishes based on the delicious Certaldo Red Onion. Wow, the talent is unlimited in Fiano. Yes it’s that time of year again, the markets are brimming over with the locally grown beauties. No silly, I’m still talking about the onions!
Next week I’ll bring you up to date with the Vendemia, the Grape Harvest!
Well, enough already, I must get stuck into my working week and also write a few more book chapters.
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Salute June x
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Well, would you believe it, Silvio Berlusconi’s ex-wife Veronica Lario has has been told by an Italian court that she will no longer receive her monthly alimony payments of 1.4 million euros, yes, read this again 1.4 million euros, from billionaire Silvia Berlusconi, as it has ruled that Silvio had been unfairly treated! Who the hell really needs that much a month anyway? Well, Veronica does have cash deposits of some 16 million, jewels and a real estate business, so methinks she won’t go hungry. There will, however, be another small dent to her wealth as she will have to pay back around 60 million of alimony, which the courts said she had no right to! Well, that’s the Berlusconi planet for you. Meanwhile, it looks like his political career is on the rise again too! Watch this space. foto La Nazione.
Meanwhile, back in the real world and in my case, our little bit of Chianti, it’s fig or Ficchi time! I love Italian figs and Paolo has just started serving them up at Ristorante C’era Una Volta in Lucardo. When the olive wood platter arrived with a wonderful display of figs and Pecorino cheeses, I couldn’t wait to dig in, then remembered you guys! I should have taken a foto before I started eating! Anyway, here is the last one for you to drool over. it is also Zucchini (courgette) Flower time; Paolo’s Zucchini Flower fritters are to die for! Foto J Finnigan
Now another important indulgence for me is my four weekly visit to Sandra at La Parrucchiera in Certaldo for ‘colore.’ Sandra is my hairdresser and has been for the last fifteen years! Fortunately, she is a lot younger than me, so should be around even when I am in my nineties. My man understands that, no matter what my state of physical or mental health, he must get me to Sandra’s. It is also the only time that I have the chance to read some glossy magazines and last week I spotted these gorgeous Hand Made Italian Moccasins. As you know, I am dead against trianers as a fashion item, other than for sport. All I can say ladies, if you want to look good in flats here’s the answer; beautiful and comfortable at the same time! 
Where were we? Did you know it is the 50 year anniversary of Woodstock. Woodstock? Now come on, even my grandchildren have heard of Woodstock and by the way, love my music from the 60’s an 70’s. Our local village of Fiano is celebrating this momentous event in the Piazza with great food and two bands thumping out the original music! I absolutely adore the Italians for their love of great music and bands. Where else in the world can one be an aging rocker and be considered normal? I sometimes include the song ‘Woodstock.’ by Mathew’s Southern Comfort in my concert repertoire. Pop on to You tube and have a listen.
Of course the next thing we have to enjoy is Il Calambur. This is the annual battle of Certaldo Commune’s factions (Quarteriere), ours is Fiano, which won the year before last. The big event is held in central Certaldo and we hope the this year our village will come out on top again! There will be sporting and intelligent tests and a lot of fun. Put 15th September in your diary! The flags will be flying soon!
Now, this time of year is all about being out there on beaches and in Piazzas having great music concert parties. If you also happen to be Lorenzo Jovanotti you will find your party will become a mass of sand stomping fans, as far as the eye can see. Simply known as Jovanotti, Lorenzo has taken to the beaches this year to hammer out his fabulous music and to put across a little more politics than he has in the past! He has gone from wearing silver alien suits to the scruffy pirate look and the fans still love him. In an interview he was recorded as stating ‘We have more intelligence than democracy. Young people, don’t be afraid of the world!’ Javanotte is hugely popular here in Italy. 
Back in our little bit of Chianti where things have been nice and quiet due to 90% of Italians being at the seaside, we relax over coffee and the newspapers at La Dispensa in Fiano. Yesterday I found a lovely story about the romance and secret marriage of two Italian Partisans, right under the noses of the Nazi’s, in 1945. I love to read these kinds of stories. Detail of the romance and marriage of Tullio and Theresa have only recently been unearthed and the article was written by novelist Maurizio Maggiani. His books can be found on most online outlets, but mostly in Italian at the moment. You will also find a little bit involving wartime Partisans and Romance in my third novel ‘The Italian Connection.’ 
Meanwhile, it’s been a busy week for the the lovely ladies lining up for the Miss Toscana (Tuscany) final. And, the winner is the beautiful Chiara Gorgeri! Methinks she may not be happy with this picture, obviously taken form a lower position from where she is standing, giving her thunder thighs and big hands! On the subject of big hands, did you notice that Michelangelo’s Statue of David has hands too big for his body? Sorry, I digress. But now my mind has wondered off even further! There are a lot of really hunky handsome men in italy, so why do we not have Mr Italy contests,? It all seems rather one-sided. What do you think?
And, back to the real world, last week I said that the Italian Government is about to implode and as anticipated the long suffering Prime Minister Giuseppe Conti has resigned. He is absolutely fed up with the bickering between the coalition parties and in particular cites Matteo Salvini as the main culprit, quote ‘He has been irresponsible and dangerous’ and many will agree. So what’s on the cards? Another election I guess. Watch this space.
I would like to mention the passing of my lovely Mother-in-Law Marie at the age of 93. Marie spent just over a year living with us in Tuscany and she absolutely loved the language, the people and the restaurants. She had learnt a little Italian and, whilst she mispronounced many words, like absolutamente instead of assolutamente, we loved her for it. She had a marvellous singing voice and could reach all the high notes, singing along to Andrea Bocelli; her favourite was Ave Maria of course! Forever with us, darling Marie. Foto P Finnigan
Back here in our little bit of Chianti it is the weekend after Ferragosto, and this year we feel almost completely abandoned. La Dispensa in Fiano remains open, bless them, for coffee and groceries catering for the few of us still here and the tourists. Reading the paper I see that 95% of Fiorentines have abandoned Florence for the coast or mountains, although some museums and art galleries remain open. This seems even more than last year! Roads are empty of traffic and most shops and venues will remain closed now until the second week in September; the Italians will try to stretch the holiday out as far as they can, love them! Roll on September.
Meanwhile, the papers are full of politicians frolicking in the sea sporting more than just a little too much belly. Parliament is in complete disarray, the alliance is imploding in on itself, so we would not be surprised to see elections in October. Funny that, probably also in the UK……
But what’s this? We also read the news about Trenitalia, our famous Italian train service, part owned by the government, is now an invested partner in in the UK’s London to Scotland High speed Rail Link! Italy does have a very good high speed service, linking Rome and Milan, Florence and Venice and several other places and, the fares are not high like the UK. In fact travel by rail in Italy is probably the cheapest way to get around, Just a warning though, when checking on train times, also take a look at the section on train strikes (sciopero(i), which is updated regularly due to the tendency for rail staff to strike as often as Italians take days off for festivals.
But, enough of this. Just a question, do you love trainers? Am I the only one who really dislikes trainers, except for sport of course, particularly worn with skirts and worse, evening dresses! I think they make the wearer look clunky or indeed frumpy in some cases. They also encourage people to stomp around, forgetting how to walk with a little bit of style or elegance. Also, men’s feet have become too soft for army boots! My man is an ex-Royal Marine and is horrified at the inability of young men joining the forces to wear the necessary tough boots. In the paper I found this crazy Italian guy who has a huge collection of the things. Well, it takes all sorts to make up a world, I guess.
Of course the high temperatures have been perfect for the bathing beauties parading in front of the judges for the Miss Toscana contest. Here in Italy it is still a very popular event, despite the rest of the western world frowning on the so-called exploitation of young women. Lets face it, Tuscany has some very beautiful young women and if they choose to put themselves on show, so be it.
Meanwhile, I have been seeing adverts in the paper for Autumn and Winter fashions! I never fail to be amazed at the number of successful Italian designers. I noticed this advert for the man in your life; of course all men’s clothes look better worn by Italians, yes I know I’m biased, apart from my English man who looks good in anything. It seems you can even find Pal Zileri’s made in Italy clothes at Harvey Nichols in London! I must say, I love the slightly half-mast trouser look and the flash of socked ankles. Pity about the model’s long faces though, but we can’t have everything I guess! 
We have just got back from C’era Una Volta our local ristorante, where it was nice and quiet and gently cooled by the air-conditioning. Now Paolo, the owner, has a liking for hot spicy food and makes the meanest chilli sauce. It has been said that in very hot weather you should drink hot tea to cool you down. Well, Paolo came out of the kitchen with his own cooling down recipe, home grown baby tomatoes cooked in a very hot (picante) sauce. Here he is displaying his huge pot of the stuff! My man quite likes the occasional pasta arrabiata but this, whilst smelling delicious, would blow your head off! We declined a tasting (assaggi) and went for the salsa pecoraia instead. If you are a meat eater, Paolo will bring out your huge raw Fiorentine Steak to view before he cooks it! All part of the theatre.
Well, if you were here in Tuscany at this very moment, you would be amazed to find hardly any British or American tourists in the area. Even the papers are talking about the huge drop in tourists from outside the Eurozone. The beaches of Versiglia, a typical high-end resort north of Pisa and usually packed solid with Russians and Americans, was photgraphed with empty sun-beds as far as the eye could see. We have to face it, exchange rates are apalling at the moment. One pound sterling will only buy you 1.09 euros today. When we came here nearly sixteen years ago, we could buy as much as 1.49 euros! This will change of course, but at this moment in time it seems to be having a profound effect on the tourist industry! Foto trip advisor.
But lets not worry about that. Just up the road from us is our most frequented ristorante called 
Of course pizza is so very Italian, but a less talked about food is the Italian Potato. I absolutely love the new potatoes here. Not the little round things that the Brits like, simply newly harvested ones in all shapes and sizes, sliced in their skins boiled and tossed in butter. The Itallians like to chop them up into small pieces and roast with garlic and rosemary twigs, also nice, but I prefer them as they are. In the picture is my favourite brand, which I can buy in our local Co-op.
Meanwhile, back in Fiano our local village, we catch up on the papers over coffee and can’t help but notice some fotos of the politician Licia Ronzulli of Forza Italia (Silvio’s party) in house with her new baby strapped around her, oblivious and sleeping as it’s impressive mother gets on with the debating and voting. I must say good for her. I know there are those out there that would not approve of such behaviour, but here in Italy all mothers would understand. Things have changed a lot since we have arrived. There are fewer grandparents taking care of the little ones, and the pre-school nurseries (Asilonido) are getting busier.
And, still on the subject of Politics, I see that Silvio Berlusconi, that veteran of all things controversial, is back in the news. Formerly an Italian Prime Minister presiding over four parliaments, a cruise ship singer and Bunga Bunga party goer, he currently represents North West Italy as MEP for his Forza Italia party and has a net worth of around $6.6 Billion due to his entrepreneurial activities. Now keen to give his political profile a boost, he has announced that he wants to launch a new party. I wonder what he will call it? Perhaps you could come up with some suitable names and I’ll let Silvio know! Leave your thoughts at the bottom of this page or email me at june.finnigan@virgin.net
You thought I had forgotten the Hunk of the Month didn’t you! Well I’m glad to say that I spotted a picture in The Telegraph the other day and I thought ‘perfect’! How, I wonder, have I only just come across Jack Savoretti? He’s apparently made six albums! He’s gorgeous, plays acoustic guitar and sings like a god. Yes, OK, he’s English but he is of Italian descent so he definitely qualifies, well you will hardly argue that point will you? Check him out on You Tube, you’ll be mesmerised! Foto found on twitter.
When we first moved to this little bit of Chianti in Tuscany, some fifteen years ago, we quickly established that our closest village and community was to be found in Fiano. We have been made very welcome despite living outside the village and being English. We have witnessed the arrival of new babies and watched them grow up, start nursery and then school, and we have shared the joy of birthdays and romances and the sadness of loss, almost entirely by visiting the coffee bar and spending a while chatting. We now have some lovely Italian friends. Thank you the people of Fiano. In the picture are three beautiful friends from Fiano, Rosella, Manuella and Silvia, enjoying my concert in June. Foto P Finnigan.
It is the time of year when lot’s of music and the sound of celebrations are filling the air, people are off enjoying holidays on the coast or up in the cool air of the mountains. Foto P Finnigan – Our favourite coastal town at Castiglione della Pescaia. 
Meanwhile, the UK has a new government. Apparently the Queen said to Boris Johnson, when he asked her permission to form a government, “I can’t think why you would want the job!” She gave her permission anyway. Well, he has a job and a half negotiating a new Brexit deal, we wish him ‘in bocca al lupo’ which translates to ‘in the mouth of the wolf’ a phrase used in Italy to wish someone good luck. In Boris’s case it’s most appropriate! Let’s hope the new government are true to their word and make sure we expats are not penalised! Either way, we will adapt! I suppose our European/UK passports could become collector’s items!
Only in Italy would you hear a story like this, whilst enjoying morning coffee and catching up on the newspapers. Rossella sat down beside us at the long table and sighed. “I have been to Castelfiorentino with some friends from Fiano, to donate blood. We do it every six months.” She was looking a little pale and was feeling tired. “They did not want to take any blood at first, because my blood pressure was too low. So they gave me a strong coffee and told me to rest for a while.” I thought I had heard her right, only in Italy would they serve up strong coffee to raise one’s blood pressure! Anyway it worked and Rossella was able to give blood after a short rest! Amazing, I thought, so the Italians weren’t joking when they have said to me, do not have your pressure checked after drinking coffee! As other donors joined us, my (English) man was pleased to tell the story about his having had a blood transfusion last year and how it had improved his Italian no end! Ha, Ha….. Check out the fabulous Tony Hancock (above – foto expresso.uk) in The Blood Donor sketch on You Tube, you’ll love it. 
Our local village of 
Did I mention that our lovely friend John, also known as The Bare Guitarist, gave me a gorgeous Stretton Payne Guitar for my birthday, especially so that I can learn to play with a much more forgiving instrument than my beautiful Fender, which must now wait until I am more proficient. I am delighted to have successfully completed my first on-line introduction to the guitar and can now fit the shoulder strap on! I stood in front of my long mirror ‘wearing’ it and it looks good. The next lesson will be learning to tune it. I’ll keep you posted.
In Fiano La Dispensa was noisy and busy, but we managed to grab the papers and our favourite places at the end of the long table. We were joined by Italian tourists from Rome who like to come to our bit of the world in Tuscany for the weekend staying with friends, then returning home with local oil, wine and hams. When the Tuscans claim to have the best oil, foods and wines in the country, these Romans said they were spot on! The cheeses here are seriously delicious. Tuscan Pecorino, sheep’s cheese to you and me, can be consumed young & squidgy and at several other stages right up to aged, when it has a similar texture to Parmesan. I just love it and this great picture; wherever you are in the world go to your cheese specialist counter and ask for Tuscan Pecorino, they might just order it in for you!
I don’t know about you, but I have been struggling with my summer wardrobe. Just when I think I have enough outfits to chop and change my look and still be cool, in both senses of the word, I find myself undecided on what to wear. I don’t seem to have enough lightweight cotton flared skirts! And dresses, nothing looks right, I have to admit my figure could do with trimming down, must have put on half a stone since this time last year. But I need to wear these clothes now! Do I buy new clothes a size larger or not, that is the question? So I found myself once more flicking through the Italian fashion mags. Wrap around tea dresses look lovely, but not from the rear if you have an extra layer on the hips! How many of you actually look at your rear view image in the mirror? I cannot help but notice those who never do, looking wonderful from the front and awful from the back. Lots of flowing cottons are best I think. Loose tops and skirts are good for me at the moment. What are you wearing? However, just spotted this gorgeous orange number, (see picture) I could be tempted……
n the same magazine I came across an article to make you green with envy. A stunning italian beauty with a massive artistic talent, namely Beatrice Venezi. Perhaps envy is the wrong word, I think admiration is more correct. Beatrice is beautiful and wears fabulous clothes, however, it is her talent that really draws one’s attention. Beatrice is the award winning Principle Conductor for both the Orchestra Milano Classic and the Orchestra Scarlatti Young of Naples. I hope she is also in love, as then she will have everything a girl dreams of! Go to her website to be even more impressed. 
What a great evening we had on the 21 June. Thank you so much to Stefano, Lorenzo C, Lorenzo A and Fillipo who, alongwith myself, are the Rock Chick Band. These brilliant guys were once again seriously good at backing me in my performance of seventeen great rock songs. I admit, this is pure indulgence for me, I just adore getting up there and singing with these guys! And, we will be back again next year so diary date June 19 2020 now!
Also taking a turn at the mike was our good friend John Reilly, whose UK stage name is The Bare Guitarist. (Think what you like) His song “zombie jamboree” has a big history and, most of the versions are not the same as Johns (Circa 1966 Sierra Leone) on a white label record which was banned from all West African States as it was more akin to a horror song for juju believers….. Thank you John, despite the history, the audience loved it and you really got them up and dancing! 
And, thank you to our local celebrity potter, Terry Davies, on the left, who was prompted to get up with his guitar and sing a couple of excellent rock songs. Thank you Terry.
And, what a great audience! Well done Fiano for being strongly represented. Fabulous friends came from all over the world, including 
Meanwhile, Andrea and his lovely lady, from Jam Caffe in Certaldo, were busy in the kitchen preparing a delicious buffet and the excellent wine was once again provided by our good friend Claudio Corbinelli. Thank you all!
And finally, yes it’s baking hot here and other than the evergreens and vines, everything has turned into crunchy brown crisps. Thankfully, old Tuscan properties have thick walls and are easier to keep cool than most. But we still need the air conditioning and gallons of drinking water. I noticed the local campsite was half empty this morning, more than likely they have headed for the cooler mountain regions, or, if you are a grandparent you are probably at the seaside apartment with your grandchildren, doing your traditional thing, whilst the parents work and go 
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