Trumpeeno woke up

In a quite different context, Mr Renzi decided to go back to his characteristic disruptive attitude. Once again following the steps of his transatlantic accomplice.

In the middle of an epochal pandemia, he wants the Goverment to fall down with the only possible perspective to leave space to the more inadequate right ever seen in the Italian political arena.

It is clear to all that the criticism to the recovery plan or the reference to the MES are only a pretext.

Then he is not only disarranging the government but at the same time hindering a genuine critical debate on that crucial plan.

What a waste!

The Trumpeeno

Family olive tree 2

In the eighties my father brought two young olive trees from Picerno to Roma to be planted somewhere.

They were put into big terracotta pots awaiting to be planted.

Years passed, one of the olive tree died and the second one remained on my mother’s balcony.

It didn’t grow much but was producing many offshots.

When we bought our garden apartment in Bruxelles, in the new century, we transfered some of those to see if they would have resisted Belgian different climate.

One actually did, and was still alive when the original olive tree dried up in Roma, few weeks after my mother’s departure.

Then a very cold winter came and the last of its breed gave up.

But then, just around Easter time, new life came up

and this year we finally had the first harvest.

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Family olive tree