That´s it. The end of my summer holidays has finally arrived, too soon as it always happens.

Today, as everyday, the windows were flung wide open in our bedroom, and the sun was already hot by the time we got out of bed.

As it was our last day before flying back to rainy England, we´ve decided to go on a little excursion across the river.

Baked Figs & Serrano Tagliatelle

Do you have any quirks? I do. Lots of them. I love to wear my pyjamas inside out, to spread butter on the edges of my toast and to create spreadsheets for everything.  But probably my most remarkable one is the way I do shopping.

I really have a fixation with shopping organisation, starting from where and where not to park in the supermarket. Because of course, more than a 30 seconds walk from the car until the sliding door is far too long to be walked. I always pick a trolley, it doesn't matter if I only need a bag of crisps, I have to pick it just in case. If I've managed to park near one of those trolleys in the car park, I can't pick any of them. It needs to be one right next to the supermarket door and of course, I would never ever pick one with rubbish, a ticket or someone else's shopping list.