When Rodallo came to London!!

By now you've probably established I have a soft spot for this quaint traditional Piedmontese farm village called Rodallo. Neatly tucked away in the suburbs of Turin, in close proximity to neighbouring town Caluso. When my 'adopted' Rodallo family- Elvio and Esta, told me they were coming to London... Well, it was only right that... Continue Reading →

Mama Lou’s big, glorious wedding!

The women in my family have always been a symbol of strength; both physically and mentally. They are the backbone of the family, the nurturers, advisers and my teachers. Firm disciplinarians, yet quick create laughter together with their playful conversations often minced with (sexual) innuendo! I learnt through watching my Aunties, how to be a... Continue Reading →

Beijing 1998 aged 12. I caught the travel bug. My first trip to Asia which would change my ideology of travelling. It was the trip that I quickly discovered that despite living in a multi-cultural and diverse city which London is, the authenticity of cultures are often compromised. The Chinese take away which I thought... Continue Reading →

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