Back to my soul place for a last visit before returning to Australia. It's a long walk to the hotel but it's a lovely old one and I have...

Of ancestry and ghosts. We arrive from Poland to Modena to pack up the daughter's University year into boxes and take them back to...

Waiting for a white Xmas. I'm getting ready for a European Xmas. Have bought a tree and filled it with the small decorations I've been...

Fear and trembling. Heading home to meet up with the daughter, her partner and an Australian couple who've been living in England for a...

Coming home. I have never been here in the autumn. The colours are amazing. The rusting leaves, saffron golds, the turquoise depths of...

We arrived to autumnal air, crisp at the edges and cooling to our souls and bodies. Now I know why Italians escape to the mountains. Our...