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Glorious, glorious England.

The title of my blog, ‘Italian Inspiration’, might lead some people to believe that I am ready to wave arriverderchi to my own country and say ‘ciao’ to Italy.

However, it’s on gloriously sunny days like this that I adore England; with it’s country lanes and May fields, boasting sunshine-yellow rape flowers. I love how when the sun comes out the BBQs make their appearance from every shed in Britain, and how you only need to take an evening stroll to be tantalised by the smell of sizzling meat emanating from every other garden. And then June will come and the elderflower will drip from its tree, providing the most beautiful perfume for a summer’s walk. Wimbledon will follow shortly after, and suddenly everybody will feel the need to play tennis. Even I, the world’s most uncoordinated soul, will take up my tennis racket, make a picnic and spend the day at the local grass courts with friends. Oh, and of course, it’ll rain. Whole weeks will go by where the sky is thick with cloud and people will moan, ‘Bloody British summers’ and dream of foreign lands for a few days. However, then the news will hit the headlines: “Heatwave to hit England”, and everything will be well and good again.

I love Britain, I really do. However, this summer it’s time for an adventure. England will always be here, waiting for me and The Great British Summer will never be many months away.  So it’s time to say ‘arriverderchi’ to my home country, not forever but for now, and embrace youth and freedom by seeing and exploring and living…

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