A night in a jazz club in Rome, Italy 

There’s a sort of electricity in the air. A sense of anticipation. Something is due to happen. That’s the feeling I got when I first walked into Gregory’s – a darkly lit jazz club hidden away down a thin road between the Trevi Fountain and the Spanish Steps in Rome, Italy. Dominating the room is…

New house! 

Well, this is exciting… We’ve only gone and bought a house! It hasn’t quite sunk in yet. It’s probably because we are currently in a grace period and not properly moved yet or maybe I’m trying not to think of the decades of debt I’ve just happily signed into. I have settled at the top of…