I spent 9 months in Florence, between 1972-73, where I turned 20. June was steaming hot. Our flat, with a view of Santa Maria del Carmine, looked out across rooftops and terraces of the oltrarno where many people were camped out on the hottest nights -- they had even put their tv sets outside.
yes the flickering blue light of black & white TV, and the tinny, triumphant music of Carosello! one family even cooked on their terrace on a hot plate
I really loved this one!
Thank you so much, Megan! Happy belated San Giovanni 💜💫
I enjoyed your traversal of Dante's Commedia Divina at the British Institute (via Zoom). Looking forward to Secret Lives of the Masterpieces!
Hello, Jean! Glad to be in touch over here and looking forward to the new course—thanks for signing up!
I spent 9 months in Florence, between 1972-73, where I turned 20. June was steaming hot. Our flat, with a view of Santa Maria del Carmine, looked out across rooftops and terraces of the oltrarno where many people were camped out on the hottest nights -- they had even put their tv sets outside.
I love this image, Linda! I remember the days of hearing everyone’s TVs on summer nights. Thanks for sharing your sultry Florentine memories 💜
yes the flickering blue light of black & white TV, and the tinny, triumphant music of Carosello! one family even cooked on their terrace on a hot plate