As we prepare for the upcoming season at Bellaugello Gay Guest House we are confronted by snow and sunshine simultaneously. It is a glorious day, the sun is hot, the wind bitter, and both make life just a little bit more fun.
New purchases for the suites need to be taken round, unwrapped, and put in place, ever so exciting. I have ordered some fabulous brightly coloured retro chairs and sunloungers for some of the terraces, and am swithering on bright acid coloured sunshades for around our infinity swimming pool, I think they will be ok, I love the colours, the idea, they will go with the modern pool, but must not clash with the terracotta and honey coloured stone of the buildings. Hence I am slightly unsure so have not hit the ‘order now’ button. You will have to wait and see if I have gone ahead with one or all of lime green, cerise and azure sunshades! I still have to find little tables to go next to our sleek black pool sun loungers, why is it that I cannot find a simple small low metal table that I like that is not ridiculously unstable, fragile or over-priced? All I want is somewhere for guys to be able to put their iPads, books, suncream and bits and bobs. I have searched and searched to no avail.
As previous guests here will be aware, as every suite has its own private entrance and terrace, so going round every suite involves accessing all parts of the building from the outside. Today that involves putting on a winter jacket and trudging through driving snowflakes that because of the sun refuse to settle, but instead make lots of mud, the dining room previously sparkly clean is now less so. huh!
And talking of mud there is lots of it, and in all the places t hat I do not want it. Last year in the summer drought the lawns suffered here, they look very bald in patches and require re-seeding, a job that I did a great deal of last year, all seemingly to no avail. The spring last year saw verdant lawns, then came the drought and we just did not have enough water to spare so the lawns had to be given low priority. So the compost has once again been delivered, the lawn seed is here, the fertiliser too all I need is a dry wind free day – why oh why does lawnseed blow so readily into newly weeded flowerbeds, and the promise of no more frosts or snow.
As we settle into and try and acclimatise the many changes in Rome, I learn that there are also changes in the administration of our local lovely town of Gubbio. It seems the chief of the infrastructure department has been ousted, there is now a new person in post, someone did refer to her as Cruella DeVille, I hope not! who will she round up? To me this change must be an improvement, maybe finally we will see some real action on addressing many of the infrastructure and environmental problems in the commune, that have been summarily ignored. I also learn that the young Mayor sadly whilst driving his car ran into and killed a local lady. It seems his time at the top of the tree is numbered. I wonder who now one of the powers behind the throne has gone they will find to replace him. It is rumoured that there are to be elections for the local administration, maybe another comedian will be found, after all they seem to be the fashion right now.
Life here in Umbria is certainly interesting