On a whim, my uncle and his family - who were in London on holidays, came to see me in Liverpool. A long bus tour from the capital but the city presented them with some sun (!!) and I was very happy to see them.
I have been away from Italy for over six years and, the way things are now, chances are I am not going to go back. Your family goes on without you and you learn to live without them - but the love and the feeling that you have that something you are always going to share with them knows no boundaries.
It was so lovely to have a chat with them and talk about memories and people with all know. We also went to the Beatles Museum, had fish&chips, visited Chinatown and went for a walk on Albert Dock :)
And this is us: sitting on John King's 1998 sculpture, A Case History - in Hope Street, Liverpool. It's a group of various suitcase and luggage, all in concrete and scattered on the side of the road. They belong to known people linked with Liverpool - but to me it's more like an analogy with my life. Away from home but trying to make a home and feeling at home.
