This is the view from my bedroom window in a house I lived in for over five years. It looks out across the Val Ceno, in the Province of Parma, Emilia Romagna, Italy. The house is still there and it's still ours but two years ago I relocated back to the UK and inadvertently ended up living back in Liverpool, the place where I grew up. Aside from being closer to my family, it was the opportunity of a studio at the Bluecoat that really swung it and to be honest I find this mad city a stimulating and liberating place to be.
There are lots of things I miss about Italian life though, one of which is "la tavola", the conviviality of the dinner table, that for Italians is a place of warmth and passion, for animated discussion. Thanks to my partner Luca, we can still enjoy Italian home cooking but finding the kind of authentic wine we were used to getting from our local supplier is not so easy over here.
Liverpool is a city built on the transport of goods from one part of the world to another so the logical step seemed to be to take matters into my own hands and begin importing wine from Emilia Romagna.
At this point, I turned to my brother for help, who never left Liverpool and has spent the last twenty-five years following Liverpool FC around the world while managing the accounts for a company involved in shipping and logistics. Thanks to his hard work, our first consignment arrives 23 July!