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London Calling, something has changed

Primo post del 2018, anno che si è presentato bene fin dall'inizio. Sono passati tre anni da quel giorno in cui, armi e bagagli, abbiamo deciso di cambiare completamente la nostra vita. Rispetto a due anni fa però le cose sono cambiate, in meglio o in peggio non sono in grado di giudicare obiettivamente, so solo che a me sembra in meglio.

Rearranging ideas

Negli ultimi due mesi sono successe davvero moltissime cose, per la maggior parte molto belle. Alla fine l'azienda che “è una delle più grosse aziende nel mercato dei cosmetici, dei profumi e dei prodotti per la cura della pelle e dei capelli” mi ha confermato l'offerta, e ho dato le dimissioni....

London Calling, a year later

A year has passed since we arrived, frightened and happy, here in London.
I remember very well that Saturday, the empty house, the last problems, the plane that is flying and the sadness that assaults, the late arrival, the infinite kindness of our guest who offers us excellent red wine, the first tour of Clapham High Street, our first room,...

Happy Christmas

We had decided some time ago to stay in London for the festive season to watch the New Year’s Eve fireworks, and we did.
Nothing was planned for Christmas, not even a tree. When we later got one, I was convinced that there would be few packages underneath since there were three of us, including the cat.
Instead,...

Habemus domum

In reality, we signed the rental contract for a year on May 10, but as usual, the time to write is always short, and lately, I have also worked more than usual (not without satisfaction, and therefore that’s okay).
The house is the same one we had taken for two months, with a Scottish flatmate (who turned out to be an excellent flatmate)....

London Calling

The dice are cast: right now, we are at the airport waiting for the departure of our one-way flight to London. Everything that could go wrong has gone wrong, and much has been done at the last minute. But we are leaving, and that is what counts. Our thoughts turn to what we leave behind: our beautiful little house, our friends,...

#298 - A strange beginning

After 11 km of walking yesterday, it was beautiful to go to sleep while the rain was beating down outside.
And today, waking up was bizarre: on the one hand, bad news from a friend, one of those you hoped would never come, but which is unfortunately real and very difficult to deal with. On the other, a friend who’s been going through a terrible time,...

#294 - A day a bit like this

Today is one of those days when many small things go wrong, nothing serious, but you would have liked to do without. A full day and, all in all, satisfying.
I really enjoyed myself, though, and I’m pleased with myself for something I didn’t feel like doing, which I would have avoided, but I thought I would handle worse,...