Apologies for the silence. It has been a hectic fortnight of family, friends and farewells. I shall be back at my desk tomorrow.
A look back (first published 9 October 2014):
First impressions stick in the mind like chewing-gum. It doesn’t matter how the impression is made – through direct experience or second-hand – the more startling the impression the more sticky the fix.
In August we moved to the south of Italy, just outside the historic city of Naples with its reputation for crime, corruption, trouble with rubbish, and the small matter of the Camorra.
The pre-departure reading had been interesting in a disturbing kind of way but what really stuck was a brief headline deposited in the spring in amongst London’s daily serving of global news – Naples was about to start the DNA testing of dog mess.
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When light bounces off the sea, then rises up through blue sky towards the sun it takes your heart with it … at least it does on the seafront in Naples, Italy. It’s impossible to resist, like a balloon freed by the breeze, up and up it goes.
Yesterday was one of those days.
In winter the ‘Litorale Domitio’ near Naples is quiet. Perfect for dogs?
In late February we began to hunt for walks for our labrador due to join us in the spring after he’d spent eight months frolicking with family in the leafy parks of Copenhagen.
We fretted for his well-being in the streetwise south.