Hot off the Lake Iseo ferry, the sun peeps with me, through a small window where hangs a hammock. This is the place I’m seeking.
In the cool interior sits a lone worker, an artist of threads, at a sewing machine as wide as my desk. He doesn’t raise his head, but reaches for coloured reels of string.
If he can make fisherman’s nets, or nets for a tennis court; Wimbledon they say – then he is the man for me. I buy a bunch of string shopping bags, one in every colour. Mission accomplished.
La scrittice si chiama Philippa Hawley. As well as travelling, she is learning Italian! Philippa is a retired doctor who is in the process of writing her third novel. She is a member of an active writing group, whose members discuss their work on their website: