Our Festive Traditions


Christmas below sunny blue skies,

No mulled wine or warm mince pies.

Sandy beaches instead of snow,

Yet twinkling lights and candles glow.

 

Palm-tree decked with tasteful trimmings,

Thoughtful gifts tied up with ribbons.

Carols entice a merry throng,

Brimming with love and joyful song.

 

Festive brunch with special treats,

Fresh panettone we get to eat.

Greetings with family far and wide,

Exchanging stories of Christmastide.

 

Afternoon at favourite beach,

Sighting sea life in the deep.

Finery donned when nighttime falls,

Dining in style to honour all.

 

Christmas traditions made over time,

With gratitude for life sublime.

Celebrating love, hope and joy,

Praising Jesus the baby boy.

 

Rue du Cherche-Midi


 

 A veritable village in the midst of the sixth,

Buzzing with life in a Parisian matrix.

Aromas aplenty as one strolls along,

Be it fresh baguettes or crispy croissants. 

 



Espressos are sipped in the bustling brasserie, 

And brie is slowly ripening in the fromagerie.

Buds are blossoming in the fragrant fleuriste,

While fish are filleted in time for a feast.
 
 
 

Vintage vêtements in the bargain brocante,

Next to colourful thread for needlepoint.

A cobbler’s hammering heels onto shoes,

And a handyman hunts for hardware tools. 

 

 

 
  Elegant ladies in Chanel and pearls,

Pulling trolleys full of vegetables.

Children walking home from school,

Up to mischief playing the fool. 
 

 


 Oh what a busy street indeed,

Many people looking hurried;

But what a super place to live,

The hustle and bustle we shall forgive.

Sri Lanka 2020

 ELEPHAS MAXIMUS MAXIMUS

 

Elephas maximus maximus,

Sovereign servant to majesties.

Mammoth in stature and lineage,

Shielding your great sensitivity.

 

Elephas maximus maximus,

Robed in that silvery gabardine.

Dust covered wrinkles and bristly hair

Guard you from heat and the unforeseen.

 

Elephas maximus maximus,

Renowned for roseate speckled skin.

Mega-ears like ragged triangles,

Tubular trunk lets you drink all in.

 

Elephas maximus maximus,

Emblem of wisdom and bravery.

Teach us to honour and care for you,

Vanquishing toil and all slavery.

 

This poem was inspired by Raja, a majestic elephant at the Millennium Elephant Foundation in Rambukkana, Sri Lanka. Founded in 1999, MEF is a charitable organisation that provides proper care-taking facilities and medical services for captive Asian elephants. It is rather like an elephant hospital, as well as a foster or retirement home.

I had the great opportunity to spend two days on the Foundation's 15-acre estate where elephants roam freely in the luscious green vegetation. Each elephant is assigned to a mahout/handler to be fed, washed and exercised. I assisted Raja's mahout, which involved waking at dawn to wash Raja in the river – which also has a moisturising effect. Raja lay on his side in the shallow water allowing me to scrub and douse his surprisingly soft skin using half a coconut shell. It was interesting to see and feel the wrinkles and bristles that act as a cooling system; the former traps water whilst the latter conducts heat outwards away from the body. Raja's ears equally help to keep him cool, acting like a fan to create a breeze and a radiator to lose excess heat. They also funnel sound into his inner-ear giving him an acute sense of hearing. This is particularly important given that Raja's tiny watchful eyes are myopic, only allowing him to see up to 8 metres.

When feeding Raja bananas I noticed his long tapered lip, which is peculiar to Asian elephants. Inside his mouth are four grinding molars, which are used for chewing vegetation foraged in the forest. This consists of grass, bamboo, lianas, shrubs, the leaves and bark of trees as well as soil. This provides Raja with essential energy and vital nutrients; nevertheless his diet is supplemented with vitamins and minerals 'hidden' in balls of tamarind, rice husk flour and bananas, which not only makes them palatable but also aids digestion.

Water is a fundamental part of an elephant's diet, requiring a minimum of 150 litres per day. It was fascinating to watch Raja drink water from a running tap, sucking the water part of the way up his trunk to then spray it into his mouth. He likewise uses his prehensile trunk, with its finger-like tip, to reach for food that he places in his mouth. Raja also uses his trunk to ward off flying insects, whereas his swishing tail protects the back half of his body and adds stability when he is running.

Asian elephants commonly have pink speckled skin on their ears and trunk, which is due to a loss of skin pigmentation with age. While this does not cause any discomfort, the Foundation brings visitors' attention to the pain and damage inflicted upon an elephant by a howdah/seat. An elephant's back is not designed to be ridden, it thus suffers permanent deformation as well as non-healing pressure wounds.

Elephants hold symbolic, cultural and economic importance in Sri Lanka, thus the tradition of privately owning elephants continues. Owners are generally monks, temples, businessmen, politicians and wealthy families, or sometimes an elephant is handed down through generations. It is very expensive to keep an elephant (food, medical supplies and mahout wages, if applicable); and it is now difficult to make money from an elephant, particularly since the imposition of legal limits in the logging industry. This leads to neglect and subsequently increases the number of elephants looked after by organisations such as MEF.

Furthermore, the human-elephant conflict is problematic in Sri Lanka. Urbanisation has decreased the natural territory available to wild elephants forcing them onto cultivated land. There are a series of measures to increase harmony, namely to encourage farmers/landowners to use elephant-friendly deterrents: crops that repel elephants, electric fencing or alarms. Another idea is to create ‘corridors’ through private land. Additional action includes restrictive breeding programmes or the relocation of wild elephants to national parks.

The Millennium Elephant Foundation performs a vital role in looking after elephants such as Raja, giving them a better quality of life. It welcomes visitors in order to raise awareness about the plight of Sri Lankan elephants and to raise funds to maintain the elephants’ sustenance and care. I certainly learned a lot during my brief stay, giving me further respect for these noble animals. 

 

Su Gologone, Sardinia 2024

 

  

Nestled in the verdant mountainside of Barbagia in Sardinia is the unique hotel Su Gologone. This white-washed stone building with its terracotta roof is camouflaged within creatively landscaped gardens abundant with fragrant junipers, aloe veras, prickly pears and tropical palms. 

 

It was the month of August and we were to spend three nights in this wonderful location, honouring my husband Philip’s special birthday. 

 



Named after a natural spring, Su Gologone was initially established as a restaurant in 1967 by Giuseppe ‘Peppeddu’ Palimodde. With the help of his wife, Pasqua Salis Palimodde, they offered traditional Sardinian cuisine. This sumptuous fare gained popularity attracting people from different parts of the island and even further afield. This
success led Peppeddu and Pasqua to provide accommodation for their clientele, initially eight rooms which have since increased to seventy-one. This artistically furnished accommodation has been so cleverly designed that the rooms are almost hidden within the mountainside, leaving guests to feel like they are staying in a rustic farmhouse. Su Gologone is now managed by three generations of the Palimodde family, Pasquia, her daughter Giovanna and her granddaughter Camilla. Together they share their love of the island and its artistic and culinary culture with their guests. This hospitality is equally shown by their staff, which adds to the warm ambiance of Su Gologone.

 




The beautiful arts and crafts that furnish Su Gologone can be found in the Botteghe d’Arte. Colourful embroidery and textiles sit alongside ceramics and glassware, as well as woodwork and wrought iron creations. In addition you can find beauty and household products made with essential oils from locally grown aromatic herbs. All of these have been created by skilled artisans who offer guests the opportunity to learn their trade.

 

 

Each evening we enjoyed sipping apéritifs in the Bar Magico Tablao, watching the sun go down whilst lounging under canvas awnings on the tapestry cushion-strewn white wooden benches. Open to the public as well as guests, this select venue attracts sophisticated clientele parading the latest fashion trends. 

 


 

From here we would wander to one of the themed restaurants, starting with l’Orto (vegetable garden) on our first night. We dined under the stars overlooking neatly planted rows of herbs and vegetables safeguarded by a colourful scarecrow. The creative garden-to-table tasting menu consisted of carefully combined ingredients exuding exquisite flavours. We particularly enjoyed the Sardinian pasta, fregola, served with a mélange of roasted vegetables. We sat on multi-coloured wooden chairs surrounding a juniper table over which vine tomatoes, chilli peppers and aromatic herbs were decoratively suspended. It was certainly a memorable moment to be savoured.

 



 

The next night we enjoyed Il Nido del Pane (Nest of Bread) where we witnessed the ancient art of breadmaking in the old wood-fired oven. We were greeted by the chefs dressed in traditional Sardinian costumes busy at work creating dishes whose aromas whetted our appetites. We dined on the open-air roof terrace where we were presented with creative culinary concoctions such as cocconeddas (a type of gourd) filled with potatoes and wild herbs, flat bread topped with roasted cherry tomatoes and fresh basil leaves … concluded with a meringue nest filled with ricotta and blueberry compote.

 


 

 

After this splendid meal we wandered down to the Terrace of Dreams and Desires where a group of local tenors performed traditional accapella folk songs. Dressed in black these five gentlemen stood in a circle facing one another as they sang. It was fascinating to hear a part of the island’s musical heritage.

 

 

Our final night’s meal was in the formal dining room, otherwise known as The Traditional Restaurant, which overlooked the gardens and mountainside beyond. Its colourful wooden furniture was bedecked with place settings for its honoured guests, while senses were aroused by the aromas coming from the rustic fireplace where whole pigs were being slowly roasted on spits. We perused the menu that began with al dente petit pois, asparagus and porcini mushrooms from the kitchen garden. This was followed by a variety of homemade pasta dishes from which I selected a delicious wild fennel ravioli. Philip chose the roasted pork accompanied by crunchy potatoes. The chefs at the hotel are skilled in preparing fine Sardinian cuisine following recipes that have been passed down from generation to generation, offering guests an authentic culinary experience. 

 



 

This extends to the opulent breakfast that we savoured every day, from freshly pressed fruit juices to different types of yoghurt, including local goat. There was a choice of toasted granola and muesli, along with homemade bread fresh from the oven. Ten different types of baked cakes were made with healthy ingredients such as berries, stone or citrus fruit and sprinkled with roasted almonds. The colourful fruit platter included peaches, apricots and honeydew melon. Whilst there was a variety of cheeses and charcuterie or eggs of your choice.

 



Breakfast was followed by time relaxing by the extensive pool, where we swam in the refreshing water and read books lounging on sunbeds under the shade of a parasol. There were very few people frequenting the pool area, creating a peaceful ambiance and allowing me to swim laps practically undisturbed. I had the pleasure of a therapeutic massage in the spa, where a skilled masseuse used firm manoeuvres to ‘relax muscles and improve circulation’, while applying a fragrant essential oil. I certainly felt its calming benefits afterwards.

 


One afternoon we explored the environs, walking the 10 minutes down to Su Gologone natural spring where water cascaded over boulders. I found a prickly pear whose sweet syrupy fruit I foolishly tasted thinking that I could avoid the fine prickles. Instead a couple of invisible thorns embedded themselves in my bottom lip and left me feeling like a bee had stung my lip – I certainly learned my lesson. Another afternoon we walked in the mountains and saw a shepherd’s hut made out of a circular stone base on top of which sat a wigwam of sticks. The stone base could be confused with a nuraghe, an ancient megalithic edifice found in Sardinia and built during the Nuragic Age between 1900 and 730 BC. The use of these nuraghes is disputed, some say they were sovereigns’ residences, military strongholds, meeting places or religious temples; while others claim they were ordinary dwellings or used for a combination of these purposes. 

 

 

 

Our elegantly decorated room was a comfortable place to spend time with its traditional furnishings combined with designer pieces as well as locally embroidered bedlinen and cushions. We could equally stretch out on the daybed under an awning on the terrace whilst perusing one of the beautifully illustrated art books. 

 

 


This was our first visit to Sardinia and our magical experience at Su Gologone certainly enhanced our impression of the country and its culture. It was the perfect way to celebrate a significant birthday and we would love to return there one day in the foreseeable future.

 

 SICILY 2023

 

Acireale & Catania

We next stayed in an apartment in Acireale, an authentic Sicilian town off the tourist track. From here we visited Catania, a coastal town renowned for its lively fish market, where glistening fresh fish and crustaceans were on display. Whereas other stalls were selling plates of cooked fish, which we bought to take home for lunch. I later tracked down a local delicatessen to try the region’s caponata. It was very good with just the right combination of sweet and sour ingredients – the sultanas and sweetened red onion and tomato sauce perfectly complemented the aubergine, celery, capers and olives. The caponata was accompanied by a full-bodied Sicilian wine from the Corleone vineyard, reminding us of Vito Corleone, the role Marlon Brando played in The Godfather.






 

 

 

 


Taormina

The next day we visited the hill top town of Taormina, which was the setting for a popular television series, White Lotus. This subsequently attracted crowds of tourists filling the tiny streets that led up to its main square. Taormina’s amphitheatre was less frequented, its location at the top of the hill requiring more stamina. Built in the 3rd century BC, this Greek theatre was first established to accommodate musical concerts and dramatic performances. It was then adapted by the Romans for their more combative forms of entertainment. We were keen to have a drink at the hotel where White Lotus was filmed, but were met at the gate by the concierge informing us that only residents could enter the hotel. I am sure many others had likewise been turned away, their curiosity unfulfilled. We thus returned to the main square to have a refreshing drink looking out at the coastline and blue waters beyond – the same view we would have had from the hotel.

 


We had spent time researching places to dine that evening, looking for a typical Sicilian restaurant. The one that we had chosen was closed for a private party, so our second option was a small fish restaurant in Acireale’s small port. This seemed idyllic online, but in reality it looked sad and bleak, being the off-season. We then chose the family-run trattoria, La Locanda degli Abbatazzi, which was full on our arrival, so we were offered a table directly by the kitchen or another by the main door. Both tables were similar in terms of disturbance by the side of a busy thoroughfare. We chose the former option, which was free from draught but instead had a banging swing door every time the waiting staff went in and out. We were rather miffed as I had booked ahead of time using my best Italian, but it was obvious that locals were given priority. Luckily, before our meal had arrived a couple vacated a table in the window, which we appreciated all the more after this little episode. I then relished spaghetti vongole with a Sicilian orange salad, while Philip enjoyed local fish encrusted with Bronte pistachios. These nuts are grown on the slopes of Mount Etna and known as ‘green gold’ for their high quality. 

 

Acireale was holding a festival in honour of a saint, so there was a convivial ambiance in the church square with a band playing lively music. There were also stalls selling vintage clothes and records together with artisanal crafts. We sat on the terrace of one of the many cafés to have a post-prandial coffee and soon noticed that a couple next to us were eating something that looked very appetizing. On enquiring what it was we learned that it was a cannoli, a Sicilian tube-shaped pastry that is filled with ricotta and sprinkled with the 'green gold' pistachio nuts. They highly recommended us to try one, saying that it was very authentic, made to order to keep the pastry crisp. We subsequently introduced ourselves to this couple and shared travel stories; the lady was a retired physician while her husband had been involved in real estate. They lived on the mainland of Italy and had an apartment in Acireale, which they regularly frequented. 

 


Mount Etna

The next day we visited Mount Etna, which was shrouded in grey cloud creating a rather bleak mournful ambiance. We drove up to the chair lift where there were coach loads of people getting off to embark on a hike up the mountain. The temperature was a lot cooler at this altitude of 2,000 metres. The landscape was quite barren, the sparse green vegetation contrasting with the grey lava. We found a copse mid-way up the mountain where we did a circular walk at a brisk pace to keep warm. Under foot were small pieces of lava, which crunched with each pace as though we were walking on demerara sugar. 

 


We had our final evening in the apartment, getting ready to leave this fascinating country where we had encountered many contrasts ... modern buildings in the poorer suburban areas, together with older structures neglected and decayed in some of the cities such as Palermo. What’s more, driving around the island, we had witnessed the roadsides strewn with litter, particularly on the highways. But this was counterbalanced by the impressive architecture in hilltop towns, in addition to captivating historical sites dating back many centuries. The Sicilian people we had encountered were warm and welcoming, producing sumptuous cuisine from crunchy granita to flavoursome caponata. These contrasts made for a fascinating trip on an island offering a plethora of sites and sights to satisfy one’s curiosity.