Imagine you’re just a quiet bloke. You live in the hills, just about as far away from civilization as you can manage. Your electricity trickles in on a single wire that hangs from a concrete pole that is currently being used as a butt-scratching device by the neighbourhood goat. Your […]
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Few words today. There’s a Champagne dinner tonight, the International Fine Food Festival today, and a magazine’s coming around to photograph all my Christmas recipes tomorrow. Did I mention my house is a mess? Anyway, here’s a few tempters to get you all excited about the Oman posts I’m about […]
I must confess, I’m a little five-star. I think living in Dubai has done it to me – the surreal world where even mall toilets are glossy and four-star hotels have l’Occitaine toiletries to steal from the bathrooms. My husband used to tease me about it, until I dragged him […]
I posted towards the end of last year regarding what expats might miss or not miss when they move to the UAE. There’s another post I need to do – what I would miss about the UAE were I to move back. One of the things I will miss most, […]
You thought Sorrento in Italy was beautiful? This is where I am now (map), south of Melbourne, Australia – about a 24 hour flight from its namesake. It’s low tide, the air is 38 degrees, the water is 20. Short of words today – too much partying. Happy New Year […]
It’s hot. Parched, and yet dripping, I’m pent up like a pressure cooker. My children are whining, I have a headache, my husband has not been seen since he left us at the city gates to find somewhere to park the coach. Nobody here speaks my language, yet they chatter […]
I’ve just been scanning through my photographs of the Cinque Terre and trying to figure out what I should tell you about it. You see, my thoughts initially were that the Cinque Terra gets built so high, that when you get there, you are inevitably let down. I was going […]