The Cantina in Locorotondo is an old and majestic building.
The neighbours live in Trullis and the 100 000 litre wine tanks hover over our heads.
Lugging giant hoses, analysing grape samples and cleaning out tanks is messy, heavy work,
but I love it!
Chardonnay rules our noses and lips these days, though I must admit, at night I prefer to drink the Primitivo or ice cold Rosato,
It isnt the cleanest job in the world...
but what a beautiful town to live and work in!
I am back working in the winery in Locorotondo, Italy this month.
One of my favourite places in Puglia is Polignano al Mare.
There is a restaurant in a cave which is just amazing.
You can hear the water below you and watch the boats sailing inside the cave under your table.
The staff are fantastic and we dined like kings and queens on fish and champagne and Richi.
The next day we took our own boat and shouted up to the waiters who pretended to jump in our boats from up above. Throwing cigarettes down and being so beautifully Italian.
Such a beautiful antique/flea market at Porte de Clignancourt in Paris
Lovely old linens and fabrics...
Boxes of treasures and house hold items...
Letters from loved ones long forgotten...
Good times shared...
Toys loved and disgarded...
Music practised and performed...
Keys to houses, gates and barns scattered all over the countryside...
Piles of treasures for everyone and anyone...
Just waiting to be discovered.
Another amazing weekend in my favourite city...
We did a house swap this time so our new friends got a garden, beach and forest in a Swedish village and we got a gorgeous apartment, a Christiana bike and one of the best cities in the world as our backyard.
What a great arrangement!
Now I might have to get a Carlsberg crate for the front!
My lovely husband bought these back for me from Italy.
They are from 1951 and have such fabulous advertisments in them.
Viva Italia!
I want this shampoo so I can be fa la chioma bella!!!
Love these!
