A weekend in Cittadella
For me, its charm lies in the ice-cream coloured houses, from mango to raspberry ripple, I felt like digging out a cone and scooping up some gelato straight from the stones…
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For me, its charm lies in the ice-cream coloured houses, from mango to raspberry ripple, I felt like digging out a cone and scooping up some gelato straight from the stones…
Read MoreEver since my best friend Rosie ran up to me in the playground after a family holiday on the island, I’d wanted to go. She wove stories of fairy pools that turned back time and beastly creatures hidden in the depths of lochs – even the very name Skye itself whispered of mysticism…
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