'This is Italy,’ the lady of the till said, ‘it grows everywhere.'
As 5 pm approaches our thoughts turn to the Italian wine we must sample this evening - this is one of our jobs of the day. It’s been a hectic day:
So far we’ve:
Assembled a clothes rail.
Filled the dish washer.
Swept the floor
Done bike maintenance.
Life is so civilised. Usually we have several jobs going on at once. Day to day jobs (as above) are usually squeezed in around umpteen different tasks to earn a crust, and are only completed because we've run out of clothes and food, or are hungry.
It is total contrast to our regular existence - it’s bliss and a welcomed relief from the feeling of waking up each day, running around like idiots to fall into bed – what feels – like two minutes later!
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