Some of my diaries I have kept and some I have thrown in the fire place, it turns out if you write journals for thirty or more years that they are going to take up some space. The only ones I have really hung onto are my travel journals, obviously I would never want to erase them in any way, but I guess I have realised over time what a great resource they are…. And I think another beautiful layer of the travel journey….

This was such a joy to record while still in Italy. It was Aperitvo hour and I was sitting at a little outdoor Cafe/Bar called Fatamorgana. It was late on a Sunday and I had just visited the Basilica of Santa Maria Assunta, one of the prettiest churches up on the edge of the sea with beautiful chandeliers dangling from the spectacular ceiling of frescoes…..

I often think that Genova is the most wonderful assault to the senses, a bustling port city and the capital of Liguria. A place with a vast history as a Maritime Republic and naval power close to the border of France, and on the beautiful Italian Riviera. These days, a historic city full of character, culture, beauty, urban decay, personality and dare I say chaos. But a beautiful welcome chaos. I love the play of ancient buildings, palm trees, history, Belle Époque architecture, bright blue sky and the multi-cultural layers that have made this city what it is….

Ciao from Italy and Welcome to Podcast #48,

I was in Parma when I recorded this share at an outdoor Cafe, O’Bistro in front of the Palazzo del Governatore on Strada Garibaldi. I was sipping a cappuccino and had a sweet moment of inspiration…..

Ciao From Italy and Welcome to Podcast #47,

After a few days in Venice and a few days wandering around in Milan I made the sweet decision to stop and share a little podcast from the edge of the Grand Canal. What a beautiful thing to do…..