Will work for food
Ramblings - 27 September 2007, 18:28
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The best kind of work is the kind that leaves you with a stomach ache at the end. Simona invited me to help vendemmiare at her Grandfather’s vineyard a couple weeks ago. Her Grandmother isn’t doing too well and I was expecting to find her Grandfather short handed in the vines, but instead we found a whole team of aunts and uncles toiling away. |
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We plucked grapes for hours until hour hands (and mouths) were a shade of purple. |
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More pics at Simo’s site. |
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How not to get screwed over by banks Beating the falling dollar -- with a big stick
Does that mean you know how to prune my grapevines? You look professional.
Che figo che sei quando vendemmi! ;)
Sam’s looking svelte.. peace brudda
Boo! Your pictures in this post are spilling all over the top of the page and I can’t read the latest bank post. (Using Avant v.11.5)
Don’t you just love the self-sufficiency and community spirit of Italians?
That is one thing I really really really miss about Italy and my home country. Here you can’t even drop in and visit someone without first making an appointment, and even then it will seldom be a house call, but somewhere out in town.
People here think I am odd because my back garden is planted with fruit trees, veg and herbs. They don’t understand why I want to do that when there is a perfectly good shop 20 minutes walk away…
Ok, I think I’ve gotten it fixed in IE6 and Firefox. It was a combination double leg suplex of death caused by my blog software wanting to wrap every new line in “p” and floats not knowing what to do wrapped in “p” tags.