Buon Natale e Felice Anno Nuovo

Leafing through a battered old book from the shelves at Positano, a handmade Christmas card from Christmases past came fluttering out. This card had travelled from Positano to Paris in the fifties when the village was in it’s hey days of glamour and glitterati, then made it’s way back to town in a borrowed French novel as a book mark.

It’s hand printed and I believe that the artist was Michele T. who grew up a few doors away from here. Different times they were, when the children still played noisily in front of the Church square hiding in the doorways in the narrow alley ways rather than sitting glued to their video games. Of German origin, he has long since moved back to the land of no espresso, and returns for the occasional nostalgic trip to town.

But the Christmas wish is still there, fifty years on and good wishes haven’t changed.

So for you all, my friends, I wish you the very best of Christmases and a Wonderful New Year. Thank you to all those who stopped to leave lovely comments and emails, and to all those who showed their support by visiting the blog through the year.

Merry Christmas!

A Friendly Hover.

A reader who has been following and commenting on my blog for some time now, having worked out who I am, recently introduced herself to my husband in Positano.

Dollyna, who knows the ins and outs of the town better than I do, has a home that overlooks our area.

Late this afternoon, being on her terrace cleaning up the leaves after the strong wind, she saw a helicopter rise up behind the Fornillo tower and instead of flying onwards to sweep around Positano, it made a beeline to what seemed to be our house, where it hovered!

Dollyna rushed to get her camera and get me some photos which she immediately emailed to me. I rang my husband, who surprised to find out that I knew about this noisy helicopter which had only just flown on, explained that it had brought building material to the Fornillo Beach where they were building a retaining wall.  I guess that it only wanted a closer peek into the Positano homes…

Thank you Dollyna for these great shots!

Max has some wonderful photos of the sunsets in Positano too.

Oh…Rats!

 
When the oranges you pick look like this:     


You know that they are sweet enough to eat.
First come, first served…