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The King of the Streets

Reading Time: 7 minutes He was an English vagabond whose name was John. I’d seen him sauntering through the winding, narrow cobbled streets of Trastevere for all the years I’d lived in that quarter of Rome. Thirty-two years, from 1978 to 2010. Sometimes he disappeared for a whole season and I wondered where he got to and would he […]

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Sweeter Memories

Reading Time: 2 minutes One of the greatest pleasures of age has to do with context and perspective. And memories. There are hundreds, if not thousands, of people, places and things that hold special meaning to those of us with a bit of mileage on our meters. A simple drive can provoke memories of a special anniversary in a […]

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A Paean to Raving at 53

Reading Time: 5 minutes Seven years ago I acquired a pair of Caterpillar biker boots, not my usual form of footwear, being more your-trainers-(or in various muddy fields over the years, wellingtons)-kind-of-girl. These stylish and oh-so-comfortable, magic boots have been the caretakers of my dancing feet at every club, festival and rave I’ve attended since. I think I shall […]