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
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
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
Even by Olive Hill Standards, the last couple of weeks have been hectic. My poor parents have been trying to visit us here in Italy for the last couple of autumns, but due to one reason or another, all attempts have failed until this year, when they promised to come and harvest with us: well they say that they actually planned to come for a nice, relaxing holiday, but why fall out over details??? So finally, FINALLY they arrived on Tuesday afternoon. SatNavs are rather unhelpful in this part of Italy, due to their over reliance on binary computations, and … Continue reading A Grape Weekend: Just Nut The One We Had Planned …
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?