This week I went into Rome on my little train, for the first time in over six months. To my amazement, my little train has changed beyond all recognition, and is now an upgraded version of its former self: a … Continue reading Work in Progress….
November is here, and we’re all obsessed with olive oil. Whenever we see friends, neighbours, colleagues, strangers in the bar, it’s the number one conversation subject here in Sabina at this time of year. “Did you make oil this year? … Continue reading Fifty Shades of Olive
Today as I sit and type, I’m looking over the peaceful Sabina countryside that I love so much, and reflecting on how warmly we have been welcomed into this area, both by the local and the expat communities that we … Continue reading Lest We Forget – Montebuono, 13th April 1944
As usual, we’ve been rather busy of late, hence the lack of blog posts. And as is to be expected with Olive Hill, nothing is straightforward, and everything takes 15 times longer than one would reasonably expect! So the house … Continue reading Spring is Springing
I am the grand daughter of a truly amazing woman. A woman with an incredible super power. My grandmother was born in Manchester, North West England, and lived a humdrum life until she was about seven years old, when she contracted tuberculosis, which led to the amputation of her knee cap. In the days before the National Health Service, she spent the most of her subsequent childhood in some sort of sanitorium several hours away from home, with little contact with the outside world, including her parents. Then came the war. In her telling, she learnt to dance, and then … Continue reading My Grandmother, and Kryptonite
Like most people, I have always found January a rather depressing month. The days are short, the skies are dark, it’s cold, it’s wet, it’s miserable, and spring seems a million miles away. To add into all of this misery, … Continue reading Winter, Schwinter
New Year at the Olive Hill means that we are here full time! No more packing up our chattels at the end of a working week, schlepping up the road and struggling to heat the house up from freezing, only … Continue reading Happy New Year – Happy New Life – Happy New Pasta
And all of a sudden, the pace of our Olive Hill Life is changing. Scott has three weeks left in the office, then we will spend Christmas at home in the UK with our family. Upon our return, the renovations … Continue reading Renovations Are Coming
Friday was a “strike day” in Rome: a regular event in which the operators of public transport decide that they would prefer to take a long weekend over a day’s pay. This caused the Grande Raccordo Annulare to be even … Continue reading Enough of Oil That … Words Failed Me, and so did the olives
And so we returned to the Olive Hill, laden down with 850kg of White Grapes of the Highest Quality. Thankfully, our googling of the previous day had not been in vain, and we knew that we had a machine for … Continue reading Our Grape Weekend – Part 2
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