By the old fishing harbour in Pozzuoli, near Naples, Italy
Last week a bonny, blond portrait painter came to stay. We took her to see the sights: old fishing harbours; castles; artworks; views; and we fended off the men … but it was the cats that caught her eye.
I looked where she looked – this is for her.
A Christmas light by the San Paolo football stadium in Naples, Italy
The sun shines in Naples and the streets are full. Many are just out for the occasion, to watch and be watched, and others to shop, to sell, to beg, to walk the dog.
It’s definitely Christmas but it never stops being Naples – nothing is drowned in jingles or jolliness.
The Phraser 