In case you missed it, on Sunday night England lost a game of football to Italy. The match was in Wembley, and the result so tight there was barely room to breathe.
We watched the game on television, and then, gathering our senses for Monday, we drove north, across the M25, and into the centre of London.
We had no idea what to expect. This is what we saw.
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Bridges over the Arno River, Florence – September 2020
I did not think this trip would happen.
A weekend in Italy? A wedding in a country brought to its knees in agony by Covid-19 only months earlier? Surely not.
The front entrance to Porta Nuova train station in Turin, Italy
The first day of Turin Epicurian Capital 2018
This is it! Day one of why I am here, and I am nervous.
A taxi returns me to Porta Nuova train station, neighbour to the hotel that is to be my base for Turin Epicurian Capital 2018.
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