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            <title>something cataclysmic + fifty shades of grey</title>
            <link>http://www.oliveoilandraspberries.it/article/100/en/26/227/something-cataclysmic-fifty-shades-of-grey</link>
            <description><![CDATA[Having to leave the farm and only go back at weekends is onerous and irksome. Not just for me, for everyone.  However organised I try to be, I always forget something. I overpack the car and put things in inappropriate places, like my Aerolatte milk frother.  I tucked it in the boot and the dogs sat on it. Annoying, as it was a gift, and embarrassing, as the twirly thing was bent out of recognition.
Misshapen...]]></description>
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            <title>caterpillars + home sweet home</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[School has finished and we are finally home in Tuscany.  I say home because the farm really is home, especially for the kids. Old friends, olive trees, fresh raspberries, veggies from the garden patch, evening swims in the pool, hay bales in the fields.... and no more long-distance phone calls from Gardeners or Housekeepers heralding an impending, Apocalyptic disaster.
A couple of weeks ago, I was...]]></description>
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            <title>rome + my complicated life</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;I need to tell you something...

Last year, I had a parent/teacher conference in the local Italian school.  When I asked my daughter's teacher how my little girl was doing, she replied,
&ldquo;Well, Signora, she's never going to be a writer.&rdquo; 
The words hit me like a freight train.  
I swallowed and kept listening.  She got 6 our of 10 for her Italian, a grade I was reassuringly told...]]></description>
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            <title>snow + zumba</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[I am so ready for Spring that I have become addicted to weather reports.  I have three apps on my iphone, numerous bookmarked sites and I flick through the weather channels more often than I check facebook! I'm convincing myself that Spring really is on the way.  Even as the gale howls outside, I'm itching to reach for my white jeans and paint my toes Cancun Fiesta*.
As I stare at the snow on the...]]></description>
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            <title>crossing the threshold + offal </title>
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            <description><![CDATA[16 years ago, my man and I decided to buy a pile of rocks in Tuscany.   No roof, no floors, no stairs,  an old tractor in the cowshed, a toilet al fresco... it was the most exciting thing we had ever done and  would change our lives forever.
Our plans, however, met mixed reviews. 
&ldquo;How ridiculous!  You'll lose a fortune.  You can't trust Italians, you'll be ripped off.&rdquo;
&ldquo;Why do...]]></description>
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            <title>festive cheer + turkey</title>
            <link>http://www.oliveoilandraspberries.it/article/100/en/26/208/festive-cheer-turkey</link>
            <description><![CDATA[There I was grocery shopping again when the phone rang.  It was my husband's assistant, the fabulously efficient Paula.
&ldquo;Come on Kate, you are being really quite slack.  It's been a while since your last blog.&rdquo;
Give me a break, I thought, it's nearly Christmas!  
I questioned why I hadn't written anything for a while. Then I realised, I'm a misery.
Why? &nbsp;Because it's Christmas.
Even...]]></description>
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            <title>olives + wise words</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Last Monday, I was sitting in the Olive Mill waiting to press our 2011 crop .  And No, it's not like 'Under the Tuscan Sun'.  It's cold, the air is hazy with fumes from the olives and the machines are really, really noisy.  Oh, and I'm the only woman amongst many elderly Italian men.  
I do this every year but this year is different. The mill is eerily quiet.  
I phoned the press last week and couldn't...]]></description>
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            <title>a moment + the Debbie Pass </title>
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            <description><![CDATA[As the summer draws to a close, I've been reflecting on our first year of renting the barn.  
When I suggested the idea, the whole family threw their hands up in horror.
&ldquo;Do you really want people knocking on the door in the middle of the night asking you to unblock the loo?&rdquo;  Good point.  I must say standing in my nightie armed with a plunger wasn't appealing.
&ldquo;Mummy we won't...]]></description>
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            <title>tomatoes + pomarola boot camp</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[&nbsp;About a year ago, my husband hauled me out of bed at the crack of dawn.  
&ldquo;We're going to miss the window if you don't come now!&rdquo;  Pulling my sweatshirt on, I thought it might be something romantic. 
&ldquo;I've got a conference call at 9 and we need to pick these figs.  The hornets are devouring them.  We'll have no jam&rdquo;
Rubbing my eyes but too tired to argue, I grabbed...]]></description>
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            <title>spas + noodles</title>
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            <description><![CDATA[Last week my friend came to stay.  She is &uuml;ber chic, stratospherically tall and sips cocktails with A-listers in London.   I love her as she reminds me of my old life. Actually that's not true.  She reminds me of the life I could have had if I wasn't weeding raspberries, cleaning pools and smiling at clients who complain that the cat is too noisy! 

Anyway, to prove I haven't gone totally 'rustic',...]]></description>
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