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Turin is the Italian capital of understated chic. The pocket-sized Paris of Piedmont, this place is innately - yet subtly - stylish, with an air of elegance which quietly, politely reminds visitors of the city's historical importance. Despite its regal past,...

Whenever it rains here in Turin - and I honestly mean every single time - someone chuckles as they say to me, "You should be used to this, you're from England". But just because we've grown up with near-constant drizzle and...

Turin is still a little behind on the brunch trend, but more places are now catching up, and as long as you're not after real English bacon, you won't be disappointed. I've taken one for the team and tried a few brunch places...

As anyone who knows me is well aware, I have a thoroughly no fucks given approach to doing things alone. I love fun activities with friends, but as I've got older I've become increasingly aware that I do need to recharge...

I know, I know, if you come from the rainy UK, a week in Italy in the summer is probably something you fantasise about, but let me assure you that spending the entire month of August in an Italian city...

[caption id="attachment_15792" align="alignright" width="400"] Cheeky trip to the zoo with Rhi and Lia[/caption] September flew by at record speed. After a practically work-free month in August, by the first week of the following month, I was already run off my feet...

August is almost over. Temperatures are at long last going down and the Torinesi are gradually making their way back to the city after an entire month away. The Greek restaurant is open once more, my timetable is filling up, and it’s...

What with this week’s hectic and unexpected waitressing schedule, I haven’t even had time to write about a few other recent fun events. Last weekend, I went down to Porta Nuova to greet my lovely blonde friend, Cat, who had come...

Sometimes (i.e. when I spend an awful lot of time and effort trying to get a job and end up tired and angry and still unemployed) I wonder why I bothered moving to Italy, rather than getting a nice, stable...