I know Sput, i know... though it should only be 2 days of commute if I still have a job, that is (although there are nights I think of going back full time, all 5 days in the office, with mentally "challenging" know-it-all DS and physically exhausting tomboy DD!!). probably if we had space to extend, then we wouldn't need to move, despite the hateful neighbours, the place is nothing special, but I can get into work in 40 mins door to door, half an hour drive we can be walking down kings road for a nice sunday meal, half hour the other way we're in gatwick... I don't know, maybe if the political situation in italy was different, I might consider moving back, I would have family and friends, sea and mountains at the doorstep, a decent house, but I feel so "detached" now when I go back, I'm too open minded apparently, I avoid any conversation re politics or immigration, in fact I feel a straniera myself there as much as here now... and how's DS doing, by the way?
franca, the small very vintage cinema I used to go to every sunday back home is no longer there
. used to love it, cos the newer big one was more "blockbusters" type movies, that one was cheaper and less mainstream stuff, mum and I were regulars... ah, feel all melancholic now... those were the days... they have built this huge complex just outside the town a couple of years ago must be now, there was meant to be a warner bros I think, but the whole thing is still empty, they've even prepares all the parking space marked with mattonelle and trees, but no sign of anything... boh...
right, off to the sofa now to try and keep my eyes open and wathc these pathetic apprentices... night night