Three years ago, in July 2017, we were very busy. Our week days were spent working in Rome, and our weekends scouring the Sabina countryside for the perfect home. Our search had commenced a year previously, even before we had … Continue reading Three Years Later
Last week, we were finally able to get up to The Olive Hill, to see how it had survived the harshest winter in recent memory. But first, because we had our son with us, we took a little trip to … Continue reading Reality Check
It has been a momentous week in Italy. For some, the snow that fell, even in the south of the country, and the election that resulted no result were momentous enough, but for us, it was the week when we finally signed for The Olive Hill. First, I think that I should share a snow photo: I wish that I could share one of The Olive Hill under its snow blanket, but I hope that an olive tree and the Colosseum will make up for that disappointment. Later in the week, much later, we met at The Olive Hill, with … Continue reading Snow, Selection and Signatures
We have a date to sign the compromesso! While we waited for this important moment in our lives, we went to Tuscany, for an olive tree pruning course. As you do. It is fair to say that we had been pretty excited about this course, but also, in all honesty, we were very nervous too. We are very aware that in buying The Olive Hill, we are partaking of a midlife crisis of bonkers proportions, but mostly, we pretend that we are doing something perfectly well thought out, sensible and considered. Of course, the sensible, grown up bits, such as … Continue reading First, Prune Your Trees. Even Better? Prune Someone Else’s Trees.
It is two weeks since I “became a farmer”. As I may have said before, this is a vital step along the road to being able to actually buy The Olive Hill. But, alas, I remain a farmer with a … Continue reading No, No, No
This has been a good week. First things first: DD’s surgeon worked his magic on her troublesome hip, and she has arisen, like Lazarus from her bed. In addition to being able to walk (with only a small amount of … Continue reading The Kindness of Strangers
The first time we viewed The Olive Hill (mid June 2017), our Friendly Estate Agent cheerfully told us that it could be ours in six to eight weeks. He assured us that one of the great things about buying from … Continue reading Christmas Is Coming …
Many years ago, the Royal Air Force sent us to Fife, in Scotland. It’s fair to say that we were not your normal Air Force family. While Scott was busy commanding a front-line squadron of Tornado F3s, I was running a farmhouse kitchen company called Well Oiled. I spent my days making fresh pesto (green and red), tapenade, antipasti such as peperoni sott’ olio and, of course, I spent time drying herbs and chopping garlic in order to create delicious tasting infused Italian olive oils, to sell at the local Farmers’ Markets in St Andrews and Cupar. We kept chickens … Continue reading Tram Lines, and Progress?
This is the excerpt for your very first post. Continue reading First Things First …