Life of late

I feel as the time passes here l become more entrenched in daily life, and the act of writing a blog is less frequent or even substantial. So l will make more of an effort to bring to life, our adventure, and caste off my daily routine.
And this can start with the fact we are moving from our wonderful apartment in Santo Stefano piazza to Via Cesare Batiste. The reason is simply we need a bit more room, blame it on the trip back to Teneriffe and the open space and size of the house there. Also the fact the boys are turning ten soon, and we feel, and so do they, especially Ewan that they need their own room. The new apartment is also cheaper, and comes with three incredibly frescoes ceilings and a Venetian chandelier. The kitchen is about four times bigger than the one here, so we should be able to swing a female serbian tiger in it, and the kids will have their own play, study room, full of light and space. Of course leaving Santo Stefano will be sad, as it is the best piazza in town, and close to so many wonderful bars, restaurants and shops. But Cesare Battiste is closer to school and not far at all from the main piazza and other shops.
We have discovered a new ice cream shop, owned by our landlords son, and we all agree that we think it is the best in town, Hunty in particular thinks his straccialla is the best he has ever had, and that is high praise.
The boys and l continue to have lunch together every tue, wed, thur out of the school grounds, due to the contamination we would have caused by bringing food into the school grounds. The whole lunch saga is becoming quite the talking point at school, as the school has decided to bill three times a year parents for the meals, and if the child is sick, or misses school, they pay anyway, unless they bring a doctors certificate. This along with the cost going up has made many parents look at the opportunity of bringing their kids lunch, so maybe, fingers crossed l can cause a revolution and we can get a couple of tables in the lunch room, to have for our kids to eat the lunches the parents supply. I love the idea that the mensa (lunchroom) could be divided into the haves and have nots, possible ending in a massive food fight, with of course the final image a pie hitting the principal in the face, ohh the joy of slapstick.
We have just had a delightful guest stay, Di Managan, director of the Wangaratta Regional Gallery. It was great having a guest , just for one night and two days, who was eager to see the riches of Bologna, and Di never rested, walking from gallery, to museum to church, with a quick stop for an apertativo at Zannarini. I have a solo show at Wangaratta Gallery next year, which after Di and l went through it, l feel will be a wonderful show.
Hunter has been a bit sick the last couple of days, and he has tonsillitis, but after some medicine is back bouncing around, annoying all of us.
A couple of days have passed since l wrote this first piece, and l just heard Hunter ask Jayne for a hair dryer for soccer. As he says that when they have showers after their match's all the kids dry their hair with dryers. I have seen this process and it does concern me, thank fully Ewan refuses to have a shower.
We leave to Barcelona today for 5 days, and we are looking forward to it, the boys are becoming so frustrating, especially in regard to their homework, the level is getting worse. They basically dont seem to care, and l fear this comes from the classroom. Jayne visited San Luigi school, which the International school is attached to, it is an Italian catholic school, and very old school. She met the english, language teacher who may take the boys , a couple of afternoons a week through english and italian, and from that we can judge if they can get up to speed to go to San Luigi. We think the stricter, old school method may be good for them, and they will see most of their friends from the international school at soccer or over the weekends. But their new class would have 20 other students compared to 10 at the international.
They play each weekend in a soccer match, and this weekend they played very well indeed, even l with my basic italian could understand the compliments the other parents were saying about them. Hunters speed and skills and determination were as expected high, and Ewan got his teams first goal, and assisted in the pass to the other two. the coach even moved him to striker because of his natural instinct to position himself. He does seem sometimes away with the birds, and slow, but suddenly he bolts down the field, l guess like all full forwards.
Its their 10th birthday in a couple of weeks, and  at the moment it is going to be like last year and no party, unless as we have explained their behavior improves. And then of course on the 1st December it is my 50th.
And so until next time, we must go and see Gaudi, Dali, Miro, Barcelo and Tapies.