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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 22nd September 2017

After a sumptuous breakfast including scrambled eggs, ham, salami, cheese, apricot croissants, orange juice, chocolate and coconut cake and orange cake,  we made our way to the station. The easiest way to get around is by train (or a lot of walking) so first stop Riomaggiore then Manarola, for a drink and light lunch.  Then on to Corniglia which was a killer with a fair walk from the station then 250 deep steps 😲. By the time we got to the top of there we were quite flaked out, so we decided to save the last two villages for tomorrow. Back at the hotel we sat on the terrace with tea and biscuits in the warm late afternoon sun, which was just the right amount of warm, not burning, just beautiful. 

Groovy Word of the day : balmy


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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 21st September 2017

It was time to start the second part of our holiday today and we were heading for Italy. I said goodbye to our little apartment with a definite plan to return in the Spring although I  felt a bit sad to go so soon. I thought of all the times I had stood on that terrace with Worth as we said our goodbyes, knowing that in reality it was all up in the air and we had no idea what the future held. We were off by 10 and arrived in our hotel by 3 and this is our new view for breakfast

And this is the beach at Levanto this evening

Groovy Word of the day : vista

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Tales from a Fractured Folly:20th September 2017

We started our day with a couple of rounds of crazy golf across the road, then we set off to l’Escalet for lunch. We had the traditional double but this time a double Vegas, so two burgers, chips, cheese, onions tomato and lettuce. There is ample for two. Then a few hours sunning ourselves on one of our favourite beaches 🌊 

Groovy Word of the day: bronzed

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 19th September 2017

We went to the beach at Gigaro today. It was supposed to be better than it was; it wasn’t cold but the sun was more in than out and it was a bit breezy. But it was nice to sit on the sand and listen to the sea. My little soldier came with us and enjoyed his day on the beach, so as he looked so smart I thought I would take his picture. We stayed for two hours and the weather still hadn’t really decided what it was doing, except get windier, so we moved on to St Tropez. It was absolute chaos there, heaving with people, very few parking spaces and the market was packing up. We came home for some peace and quiet and had some tea and cakes and a small nap 😴.

Groovy Word of the day: bedlam

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 18th September 2017

 We had a very late lie-in then had breakfast and did our shopping in Geant. By then it was raining😲. But it wasn’t cold so we could have out hot chicken and potato dinner outside and listen to the gentle rain. I haven’t quite got over how happy I am here when I thought I would be overcome with memories and sadness. It’s not like that at all. It’s home, it’s lovely. It’s a place I love to be. 

Groovy Word of the day: haven

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 17th September 2017

We started our day with these as our breakfast companions. It was really quite cold this morning but as we headed south it warmed up. We were driving all day but got to our apartment about 5pm when we set about cleaning it up and unpacking. We had another lovely meal at Baou Baous and I had far too much wine, not helped by the gin I had while we were unpacking.

Groovy Word of the day: anhydration

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Tales from a Fractured Folly: 16th September 2017

The Elf and I started our adventure today, setting off from Banbury to the Channel Tunnel. Then we drove to Villiers-sur-Suize for our first stop through some spectacular weather and rain, but the sun shone as we arrived at this little village. We had a lovely meal and fell into our beds after driving 400 miles.

Groovy Word of the day: peregrinations