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Back in 2005 we decided that we would try to make olive oil soap. We had lots of old olive oil and wanted to find a good use for it. ‘How hard can it be?’ we thought. We bought a few bottles of  mysterious unguents with frightening names, dug out our biggest saucepans and got [...]

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It’s too easy to get into a rut of a daily routine, especially with children. By the time you’ve done all the chores – the getting up, the washing, the getting dressed, the (yawn) brushing of teeth, the having of breakfast, the finding of shoes, the last minute doing of homework – and so on [...]

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Imitation is the sincerest form of flattery. Except in two cases. The first is when little children play that game in which they repeat everything you say in your exact, increasingly impatient, tone of voice. The second is in business, when it is sometimes actually illegal and always ‘just not cricket’. The first case is [...]

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As I’ve previously confessed, I am no football expert – but I simply cannot let this week go by without reference to the national tragedy that is – or rather was – Italy’s – or rather – the World Cup holders’ performance in the 2010 World Cup in South Africa. The first people they have [...]

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Seven days and counting. And even I, very much a part timer when it comes to football fanhood, have had a couple of shivers of anticipation at the festival about to engulf the globe. The 2006 world cup was my first insider insight into how Italy play football. As with many other things – lingerie, [...]

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A couple of years ago my sister and her boyfriend made a special trip out to visit us in Italy because we offered them an un-turn-downable lifetime-first opportunity: the chance to be one of the delegates at the Asparagus festival in Passo San Ginesio, one of our local villages. My sister is a reasonably obsessive [...]

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The alarm goes at 5.45am. Jason gets wonkily out of bed, opens the shutters, wipes his eyes to check that the thick fog is attached to the world outside and not his eyeballs (it is) and dials Antonio’s number. ‘C’e la nebbia, anche piove un po…’ (there’s thick fog and it’s raining bit). No pruning [...]

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For all our adoptive tree parents, this time of year is one of great anticipation, as the due date for the precious new arrival approaches. Any day now, a stork will arrive carrying your bespoke bonnie bundle – a package of divine extra virgin olive oil from your very own Italian olive tree. There are a few [...]

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When we first bought our olive grove, we didn’t even know anyone who owned a tractor. Not a tenable long term position. When you’re talking about more than 20 acres of land, mostly on vertiginous slopes, even simple jobs such as cutting the grass become major ventures. So we started putting word about that we [...]

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Every year I make the same mistake. Thinking that winter comprises December, January and February, and that Spring (blue skies, no coats) rocks up good and proper in March. So wrong. Winter can trudge, fudge and muddle on for anything up to 5 months. Get your pacing right. This is a marathon not a sprint. [...]

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