This will almost certainly be my last post on ‘Living in Italy’.
On Monday 2nd January 2017 we will be committing to the sale of our house, mainly for health reasons.
I wish to say how much I’ve appreciated the companionship of my readers, and above all those I’ve heard from regularly. You know who you are and I will not forget you.
The grapefruit tree has chosen this moment to send out dozens of new shoots, just as we have to leave it behind, but we hope that it foreshadows new beginnings.
I would have put a candle in the window, but instead decided to put it under a photograph of some grapes.
It isn’t one of those special ‘drip’ candles, but the wax proceeded to run all down the bottle and puddle at the bottom.
This is the filigree bell that goes with the filigree bauble.
Naturally it doesn’t have a clapper, and even if it did, the sound would escape out of all those little holes.
This is my favourite Christmas tree decoration ever (so far).
I bought it, among others, when we finally completed the very difficult purchase of our first house in Italy on Christmas Eve 2003.
I was sitting at my desk when I heard a small sound like something tearing.
I tracked it down to the stove, where a vigorous jet was coming out of the overflow.
I set it running into a 3 litre bottle, then phoned our plumber/electrician who by chance was due later anyway.
Over the next few hours, the stove pumped out more than 10 litres of water – just as well I’d realised!
The plumber/electrician said the problem was due to an increase in pressure in the mains water and that it ought not to recur, which thankfully it hasn’t as yet.
This is the view from right behind the house looking down towards the ravine.
I never get tired of looking at it, particularly in autumn.
Liam is the name of the grasshopper in this photo of mine, stylised by Clive.
I don’t know why I chose the name – it just came to me.
The photo hangs low down just above my desk and is practically the only picture that hasn’t yet been knocked askew by one of the earthquakes.