It hadn’t rained overnight but the streets were very wet. Sea fog I guessed. There was a delicious smell of ozone and seaweed. Got Peds out of the menage and ...
Another day, another ferry. This would be our ninth of the trip. Bonifacio – at the southern end of Corsica – our next stop – just a short hop. The ...
Yesterday. Monday morning. I was outside Andrea’s garage at 0830. ‘Sono qui.’ I said. ‘So I see.’ His eyes read. He took Pedders for a spin. Up the street I ...
I’d parked between the two rival trucks that sold indoor plants on the parking lot. They were permanent residents and both had a flat tyre or two. The parking girl ...
I read the news today..oh boy! In Truss I did not trust. And Shapps as Home Secretary? Well that was beyond a joke. It seemed the government couldn’t even run ...
That morning I met the distractingly pretty parking attendant who had taken to calling me ‘Meester English’. The first night’s parking had been eye-wateringly expensive. But I was straight off ...
Some driving around to different places to see if I could get this sensor swapped out on Pedro resulted in a negative. Language problems and general disinterest. Who could blame ...
Pedro was chafing at the bit. Tranquilo bello, it is only a short run downhill to the port. Hannover 86 had beaten Palermo 4-1. I wondered how my German friends ...
Whoever in their wisdom had decided to replace the door handles inside this hotel’s rooms with push bars needed to have his head examined. If you wanted to lock your ...
