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The four man piano and boxes.
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As I start writing this blog, I am expecting the doorbell to ring at any moment. Giuseppe, the removals man, is coming to assess the amount of furniture and rubbish the English couple has accumulated over donkey’s years. He will be relieved to know that we are not moving very far, but he’ll probably balk at the upright ancient iron-framed piano that we have been lugging around since we left England. Ah, he has just telephoned as he is lost and I cannot understand everything he is saying. He has either shot past the turning to our village or arrived in a completely different village, which I can’t recognise by the way he’s describing it! So back to the keyboard and we wait. In anticipation, the sitting room floor is now covered in cardboard boxes. Hurrah, Giuseppe is here and he says he needs four men to move the piano! But that’s OK, better than losing more friends due to slipped discs!
Gorgeous handbags on staircase.
Glossy magazine.
Earlier this morning we dropped down to Certaldo and The Jam Caffe, by the station. This was mainly because there was a big market filling the main piazza where we normally park. Somehow, I always manage to have other committments when there’s an interesting market and, once again, could not stop to drool over the handbags, much to my man’s relief.
Oh, and last Thursday, when I was at Sandra’s having my hair colour topped up, I saw this picture in the glossy magazine and thought, ‘Wow, our new home will have a short stone staircase inside the front door, I could do something similar with my own handbags.’ I haven’t told my man yet, I’ll just spring it on him!
Catarina’s big Easter Egg display in Bar Il Solferino.
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Earlier in the week in Bar Il Solferino, I was impressed with Catarina’s big Easter Egg display. If you look closely, you will see little chickens and ducks peeking out of the straw, oh, and a coffee machine of course! And, it is starting to feel very much like Spring and Easter time, which is all taken very seriously here in Italy.
Apple blossom and the green valleys below us.
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The weather too suddenly seems on the turn. We had lunch in the garden twice this last week! The heavenly smell of blossom is now filling the air and the valleys are all lovely and green again. Life eeeez good, Life eeeeez now!
Well, I’m having to end this blog a bit smartish as we have a hectic afternoon! Don’t forget, I love to hear from you, either through this Blog, my Expat Focus Column or my Author Site.
Salute June x
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