Bella Figura: Lake Como’s Casta Diva
“The sky was flecked with white lights that twinkled from Como’s western shore, and the bolt of electricity that the clouds would imminently bring provided a certain drama to our recent arrival.”
“The sky was flecked with white lights that twinkled from Como’s western shore, and the bolt of electricity that the clouds would imminently bring provided a certain drama to our recent arrival.”
“Telling an Olympic boxing champ to ‘work me hard’ in a one-to-one personal training session probably wasn’t the wisest of lines…” Gabrielle visits La Source in Grenada.
“Parma is a city built on its food. It’s as important an association as Pizza Margherita to Naples and ragù alla bolognese to Bologna…” David Constable flies the flag for the city noted for its, err, ham…?
An approachable gourmand sensibility is undoubtedly what’s prompting travelling foodies to make the culinary pilgrimage to the beatific Brecon Beacons and its surrounding counties…
“I never learnt to drive. I remember living in some extravagant world of fantasy at seventeen and informing family, that by the time I needed a car, I’d be in a position to employ a driver…” Noah’s life lessons bite back as he ventures into the Napa Valley…
“If the unwritten sign was wrought reality, it would state: ‘Overweight passengers may cause delays’…” Douglas Blyde takes off to a restorative clinic in Switzerland for a health check…
“It began as a surprise to Mrs L, though I forget the occasion. Valentine’s, I think. Or possibly our anniversary.” Ever the romantic, Larry sweeps Mrs L away for a night of mid-week mystery…
There’s nothing like a day at the zoo. But as Nick Hammond and family discovered, a night in one is pretty special too…
“There’s an overall palpable sense of history and mystique here, something that doesn’t come as too much of a surprise when you realise that Madeira was a preferred holiday spot to characters such as Winston Churchill.”
“The road is like life in miniature, but stretched, extreme at both ends, much more so when one is flying solo. One moment you’re laughingly ecstatic, the next you’re so terribly low that it’s blackness all around, without end…”
“Brighton is in a league of its own. As soon as the train pulls into the beautifully maintained station you know that this is not Margate, or Blackpool or Scunthorpe.”
“THUD. I’m dicing with death here. That’s the third coconut to narrowly miss my head. In the Seychelles, more people die from falling coconuts than shark attacks.” Jess visits Desroches…