Driving around Bologna

So, yesterday I was in Bologna, for an awfully looong time. Every Wednesday I go to the centre of this lovely town, same road, going, same road coming back. I have been doing this for a couple of years now. For the first year and half I’ve had the navigator on, just in case. As a matter of fact, last year, one of MY roads had been closed, so, after much getting lost (yes, I manage that even with the sat nav), I finally got there. I like to keep it simple, same route, always. That way I can think about all of those things that matter to me, clothes, shoes, etc. certainly not new roads. My husband likes to change way, he gets bored, but then men are simple, they only think about what they are doing that very moment, and it’s not a critic, I think.

Unfortunately he wasn’t there with me and I am not blond.

I has only been a few months now, without maps, without help. I felt safe. Until last week. They closed a road, again!! I got lost, and then a bit more, and then I managed to get back.

This week though, feeling remarkably brave, I actually forgot about it. You see, I have learnt to relax a little, even if I don’t know where I am, given time to spare, I go on and on, until I get somewhere, preferably not too far in the opposite direction. I have made peace with the fact that when my parents put me together, they forgot to add “sense of direction”.

Anyway, I was on my way back home, only a few hundred metres after leaving, I remembered about the road works. I decided to stop as soon as I could, which is not so easily done in the centre of a town, and start the car navigator. And Google maps too, just in case. The thing is, I don’t really understand how the car one works. It took a while and, even then I wasn’t sure…

My journey starts. I take MY usual road and unfortunately corroborate my previous thought, it’s still closed. No turning that way. I decide, while the sat navs are “calculating”, to continue straight. It’s a nice long wide road, hopefully I’ll be able to turn off it soon and be reunited with my usual way home. But both sats are thinking up a new way, “calculating”, “calculating”, so I keep on going. And that’s where they end their agreeing on the matter. One tells me to go one way, the other the opposite one. I go on a little longer, hoping they will make up their minds and agree on a way home.

Btw, there’s no phone holder in my husband’s car, and my phone doesn’t pick up if I rest it down below, where coins and things go. So, here I am, driving along this road, which I have no idea where it leads or whether I am driving away or towards home, keeping an eye on any yellow lines and trying hard to avoid them (will tell in a minute about this) , holding my phone in my left hand up high above the stirring wheel!!! Thank god my husband’s car is an automatic, no need for both hands.

Yellow lines, bad bad things which for no reason one must cross and fall into their lane. Only privileged people, not sure who apart from buses, trams and taxis, have permission to be on them. I know this because last year, when I got lost, remember?, I apparently drove along on one of these lanes with yellow lines AND I have have proof of this, a lovely memento, a fine. They actually have my photo too.

So, I am driving along this road, I start considering following directions again. Unfortunately they keep on disagreeing and the car sat says “calculating” at regular intervals, making me think she really isn’t sure where to go. So I decide I’d better follow maps. I miss several roads she wants me to turn into. Well, there are so many b***y signs to read, by the time I manage, I have missed the opportunity. Btw, the car sat nav had no sound, nor did my phone’s. Which seemed like a good idea (not that I knew how to choose whether to have it on or not). At this point though, having decided which sat nav to trust, I do want to turn off the car one, it is rather distracting anyway. I end up stopping in order to do that, but I still don’t manage…never mind I think, it doesn’t speak, I can let it run it’s course (literally!).

Back on the road, I take a left off my by now “feel safe” place on the big straight road (Via Toscana btw, I did wonder whether that meant that’s where it led!!!!) , and go under a bridge into a tunnel. Did you know maps goes dark and all the roads nice and bright when in the dark?!! Yes, isn’t this a great idea? I had never realised this before, it was rather exciting. Back out the tunnel and god knows how many turns and kms I do before I see something familiar. I know that one, I do, I think I know where I am! Can you immagine the feeling of relief at seeing something familiar?

I relax, I know the way now. I turn off maps, I know how to do that. I engage in a phone call, I still have about 20 minutes drive. I am chatting away to my favourite aunt, when the *******ing car sat nav starts speaking and telling me where to go! I feel I should do the same.

E.

If next week the road is still closed, you do know I am going to get lost again and come back a different way yet, don’t you?!!

OVS cashmere

Più vado avanti con gli anni e più penso che il cashmere sia una presenza indispensabile nel guardaroba di una donna. Certo “Roma non è stata costruita in un giorno” e neanche il vostro set base di questo meraviglioso filato lo sarà! Per questo è importante cominciare il più presto possibile e cercare la qualità. In questo modo, anno dopo anno, potrete aggiungere pezzi indispensabili e che durano nel tempo.

Io ho iniziato ormai tanto, tanto tempo fa. Il mio primo pullover è stato un girocollo blu. Il secondo è stato un collo alto grigio chiaro, abbastanza pesante ma piccolino. Poi ho aggiunto un pullover a v nero. Penso in generale che, per ovvie ragioni, il cashmere debba essere abbastanza classico. Non ho mai speso cifre molto alte, ma ho trovato comunque una qualità soddisfacente.

 

 

 

L’anno scorso ho scoperto il cashmere OVS, ed ho aggiunto un girocollo grigio chiaro. Prezzo fantastico, qualità ottima. Così quest’anno, ho deciso di tornare da OVS. Il grigio ce l’ho, così il nero ed il blu. Era ora di qualcosa di colorato:

Questo golfino è fantastico. Aderente sopra e scende dritto, corto ma non troppo, peso perfetto, non eccessivo ma neanche troppo sottile. Lo porterò come se fosse un pullover, niente t-shirt sotto e chiuso fino all’ultimo bottone. Costo: 89.95. 

Adoro questo rosso, ma ce ne sono altri di molto belli:

Esiste anche un girocollo, anche se devo dire che non mi soddisfa quanto quello dell’anno scorso. Il collo è leggermente troppo largo. I colori sono però sfiziosi:

Io li comprerei tutti!! 

Ultimo modello, un golfino con una leggera treccia. Carino anche questo, ma leggermente più da “sciuretta”, quindi attenzione:

Io l’ho evitato, essendo già una “50something”…

Per quanto riguarda la taglia, io sono normalmente una media, ma per il golfino ho preso una small, molto più chic piccolo piccolo….e svecchia un casino!

E.

 

 

Face masks

I was going to write about masks, listing kinds, comfort, etc. A study. But I can’t be bothered. What I want to say is: I can’t possibly go on wearing those awful surgical masks. Can you?  Btw, I didn’t have many, so I was disinfecting them after each use, resulting in a fine hairy layer on the inside, which constantly tickled my nose!!

If I have to keep on wearing something on my face, it must at least look decent and comfy! So, here is my experience since buying some:

I have already made a correction to one! This is what I got:

They are too tight around my head. Do I have a big head? I didn’t think so until a few days ago. Am I a person who likes comfort? Yes, definitely. I have therefore cut the elastic and changed the system, it now goes around my ears. That means they stick out very slightly, so, DO NOT do this if yours are already Dumbolike! The other reason I did this is that I’d like to breathe. There are several layers of fabric, the outer part is just the pretty one, the inside instead is the material which prevents the little bastards going through and infecting you. Now the elastic is around my ears, a little oxygen gets through …The fact they have those pleats is good, you can adjust them so you have more space where you need it (big nose anybody?!!). When you have them around your ears they also cover less of your face. But of course if you wish to walk around  incognito….better keep them as they are. Careful though, you can’t see a lot, you might miss a step and end up in hospital, the last place where you want to be right now!!

Mine are washable of course. I have washed one yesterday, by hand. The inside layers, which were nicely ironed in pleats, mirroring the outside, are not there anymore…I am a little worried this will now annoy my so delicate face. I am wearing it again tomorrow, I will let you know.

One last warning: if you wear glasses and you also want to breathe at the same time, you cannot expect to see. I think you should change to contact lenses.

So, overall not terribly happy with what I got, still better than the surgical masks though.

Next I’d like to try this kind out:

Has anybody found a site which sells this type and uses cute fabrics? European sites please! Although I might just wait for the shops to open…

E.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

If you wear glasses you are f…d. They steam up!