The Roquefort Files

Travels to the pub and back

July 24th, 2007

If it ain’t baroque, don’t fix it.

I’m typing this on my phone as we sit under the awning of a closed taverna, watching the elegantly weatherbeaten Campo San Giacomo da l’Orio* being further beaten by the current weather: a sudden, relentless downpour dramatically accompanied by rolling thunder and bursts of lightning. It’s about 6pm and trying for an early dinner is […]

July 17th, 2007

I’d like to apologise

for failing to organise my screed of notes from Venice into something suitable to post here. In my defence, since we got back I’ve been dividing my time between looking for a flat over in Glasgow and fretting that once I found one I’d be in hock to the bank for the next 25 years. […]

July 9th, 2007

A funny thing happened on the way to the Forum

The day after our respective diving adventures, we spent the day indulging in some of Punta Verudela’s local entertainment. During the day we basked in the sun down on the rocky beach with our Teutonic neighbours; in the evening we ate at the local Russian mafia pizzeria (as evidenced by a Russian-sounding gent who monopolized […]