I'm Tamsin Hickson, I live on an olive farm in Le Marche in Central Italy with my husband, sons, father, cats, dog, chickens, ducks (until Christmas).


  • Orecchiette con cima di rapa orecchiette

    Cima di rapa sounds more romantic in Italian, it means turnip tops. They must be tender and young for this dish, these on the windowsill were picked in the morning from our vegetable garden. You could use broccoli, or even brussel sprouts, but perhaps the best alternative would be sprouting broccoli. The tiny flowers and [...]


  • Air air

    Anyone coming to Italy, on holiday or to make their life here, would do well to be warned about the air. It is pretty difficult air here, responsible for all sorts of illness and conditions, the most musical of which is “colpa di aria”, literally a strike of air. This can be, and is, blamed [...]

making things

  • Back to work january-mornings

    Winter days start abruptly at six forty when Sam and I hunch our shoulders against the cold and pick our way gingerly to the frozen car. I’ve usually forgotten to cover the windscreen with a cloth (Aldo’s solution to frosted windscreens) which means that I pick frenetically at the thick layer of ice with [...]

Barefoot on the sand

I went for a walk last week expecting that, considering that we are into the first week of October, the other walkers would be safely buttoned up, instead of which I felt overdressed in a skirt and top…

and not a little surprised to find that everyone else has been reading about the benefits of walking barefoot in sea water

and sitting on the sand.

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