The dark, ugly, sickening feeling in my stomache this morning is only because I have to go back to work this afternoon and not due to anything strange I may have eaten while away in Sicily. Because everything we ate was amazing! Lots of foods beginning with P – pasta, pizza, pesto, peppers, pomodori (Italian … Continue reading


We’re the envy of them all. The men anyway. ‘What did you do for Valentine’s?” they asked. “Nothing.” “Really?” “Well, we watched the match on TV and ate pizza.” I didn’t mention the couple of glasses of champagne we’d downed. Sounded a bit too posh. “Are you kidding?” “No. It was a great match. Did … Continue reading