My Friends remind me of the value in a shared story… Since my last post in 2017 ( OMG.. I did procrastinate or what ) the world has shifted .. work/ drought/ pandemic/ politics (MAGA) and my journey to refuge. In 2023 I found small measure of calm amid chaos in Italy, specifically Puglia and a region within Puglia, Salento.

By way of a small mea culpa’s please enjoy this humble pie of a blog.

In no small measure what we “do” in life defines us. Retirement (yeah kinda Pensione these days) makes for an interesting transition to a ” mans search for meaning”.*

My experience at 69 ( 29 plus experience .. TY Fonda) is not unfamiliar to the over 6o something set. While the temptation to run over hill and dale chasing a 2 inch ball suits many, for me there remains a few fish to fry both big and small.

Done not done . Hmm… call it an itch, a question.. perhaps better suited to a memoir. I’ve no idea. Tonight I’m at the keyboard, sipping a wee dram of Tobermory Gin ( recommended) as I consider the tailings of my career.

• V.Frankl. – Apologies if that reference seems presumptive, the relevance is the struggle for spiritual survival which I argue we all encounter as we get old.. er.

Roast Lemon Garlic Chicken ala Katie Scorsese (a story there kids ) with a Lebanese twist.