Benvenuti to all my lovely Loyal and New Followers
Last week I told you about that hidden structure across the valley and that I was determined to find a path or track down from the road. Well my man and I have agreed to disagree where we need to stop on the main road that runs above it. There are a maze of tracks that run down beside the vineyards and also possible pathways at the back of farmhouses and little hamlets. “Here stop here! Dammit, you’ve overshot it” I groan. “No I haven’t, it’s just around this bend” he insists. “Blast I’ve overshot it…” We drive on a bit further. “Haven’t we gone too far now?” I say. “There may be an access path behind these buildings, lets slow down… Oh no, you’ve overshot that one now!” “Oh, hell, I’m not turning around again, lets drop down for coffee in Certaldo.” He says commandingly.
It being Saturday morning, we cruise into the main piazza and park. The fruit and veg market is half its normal size due to the mass exodus a week ago to Il Mare (the seaside). But its better than the previous Saturday when there was no market at all. I buy some lovely fresh insalate (green salad) from a local producer and am happy with that. Our cheese family are not there and obviously up to their necks in the Mediterranean Sea.
Over coffee I read that a nearby town, Empoli, is holding open air cinema showing some of the great films in one of their main Piazzas. Now I cannot describe how fabulous it is to be in a beautiful piazza surrounded by gorgeous old buildings to watch open air theatre or concerts. The cinema epic will have a huge screen on the side of a building and everyone will go to watch their favourites, sitting on the ground with picnics. The ultimate favourite actor amongst Italians, George Clooney, is heavily featured and he is also a part-time resident in Italy of course.
Then I turn the page and, Oh heaven, there is a two page article on handbags! But my man is getting irritated because I’m taking so long to read the paper. “Haven’t you finished yet, I’ve had my pastry and coffee and nothing to read!” He groans. I smile sweetly and whisper ‘amore,’ but he is not impressed. So I hand over La Nazione, as I have also snapped a couple of fotos I knew you would like, and it really is his turn.
Back in my studio, I manage to write a chapter and a half of ‘The Italian Connection’ and I am very pleased with that. I read my emails and our landlady has confirmed that she would like our little rented villa back at the end of the four-year contract, which is February next year. This is OK with us as we really would like to find a bigger place as we are a little cramped here. So if anyone in Tuscany knows of an old large independent villa with garden in the area, do let me know. We don’t mind if it’s a little worse for wear. write to june.finnigan@virgin.net
Well, must get back to the day job until the weekend, when I will update you with our continuing adventures.
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Salute June x
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