Part of living in a new country is learning the cultural differences. Yesterday my daughter lost her first milk tooth, and as tradition has it she put it under her pillow before going to sleep, but who was going to come and take it.
I told her it was the tooth fairy, yet her Italian family informed her "il topo" would come. She liked the idea of a fairy more than a mouse, and was extremely happy to find some money where she had left her tooth. And what of the tooth... "the fairy...

In Italy your utilities bills land on your doorstep every 2 months. Whilst it is now possible to pay bills online, or by bank transfers, the vast majority of people go to the post office mainly because they don't trust these modern methods (and I am one of them!).
You need to be psychologically prepared for such a journey, you have to make sure you have more than one thing to do there, and you must be prepared to lose an hour of your life!

When you walk into any post office...

As I said in the preamble, I intend to make this a diary of life here in Sardinia, not that I have a particularly interesting life, but I hope to provide an insight into Life in Italy. So to get this started here is a little about my life so far.

I came to Sardinia from London about 3.5 years ago in a bid to have a new and easier life, especially for my daughter who was 18 months old at the time. The change of life hasn't been all that I thought it would be. The employment situation...