Leporano Episode II

I promised you a couple of shots of the small inlet that is Leporano Marina.and these are they

Leporano Cove

Nothing much to write home about you are probably thinking but it does have one very redeeming feature

The bar at Leporano Marina


click on the photie to get a better view but it has a great bar on the waters edge and that bar has two of it’s own redeeming features one, it is cheap just € 1 a 330ml beer and it is open till 2 a.m. in the morning meaning it is a great place to go on a warm night to have a beer and a snack and listen to the sea and the music they play there.

We didn’t stay there yesterday in fact neither did we return to have lunch with Pepe . Instead we drove back to Martina Franca . My Italian friend is an ex rally driver and so I always let him drive my little Suzuki so we fairly flew up the hills to M.F. in record time. I can never get the little thing to do the speeds he does nor can I position it on the road to hit corners at the speed he does. It is always an exhilarating drive. Raymond Baxter the BBC commentator and Monte Carlo rally driver was a family friend and his idea of a family holiday was to see how far south of Rome he could get from London before turning back to be home in 7 days.

We hit Martina Franca at about 110 kph and drew up outside a restaurant. You’ll love it he said €10 a head for three courses plus wine and coffee etc. don;t tell a soul. Unfortunately it was full ( I wonder why !) as there was also a birthday party on there in the back room. So home for cibo paura as he said as the Suzuki leaped around the first corner like a young cheetah. Cibo paura poor mans food and  this is what he prepared in minutes.

Into a bowl chop roughly a couple of tomatoes or more as required ( we used  a couple we had picked a few hours earlier).  Then chop some cucumber into the same bowl. Break some stale bread into the bowl and add some chopped garlic ( as much as you feel people can take his was lethal or so my wife told me in no uncertain terms later). Pour in a good splash of water and  add some ice cubes . Sprinkle dried oregano, salt and pepper to taste and stir the lot up. Add a good slurp of olive oil and stir it again. Divide it into two or however many you are and serve with a generous glass of wine. Eat and drink. Everything in ours we had picked grown or dried ourselves and so had cost us nothing but a little labour. Poor mans food but what a treat and good for you too. We had red wine for the heart you understand while the little Suzuki panted outside telling the other cars of the speed it had come up the hill.

How times change I was reading today on my bedchair in the sun that the British Minister of Immigration had broken his foot falling off a table in a pub in Soho that he was dancing on.  It seems his behavior was deemed acceptable and the press merely reported his injury.

In 1974 I fell off a table in a pub in Greve de Lecq in Jersey in The Channel Islands . My fall hurt my ankle but the real damage was the gravel burns I got when the landlord of the said pub ejected me from it using my shirt collar and seat of the pants to get leverage on the toss.  The minister one Mark Harper says he cannot remember what he was dancing to. I still can almost 40 years later

now the dance they are doing on that video was the one I was doing on the table  ( after a suitable number of beers I might add). I knew it as the Shadows walk ( nothing is really new is it)  and they were the 50s/60s backing group for the still angelic looking Cliff Richard ( another UK answer to Elvis). They had many instrumental hits but two of them broke away to do their own thing for a time

We adjourned across the road to another pub with Tiger Feet on the jukebox and a far friendlier landlord so I was able to finish my dance and nurse my wounds.




About hereinpuglia

Retired to Puglia after some 40 years in the travel industry working for P&O Lines, British Airways, Alamo rent-a-car,Abercrombie&Kent, owner of Quest Tours and Travel and finally with Thomas Cook North America. Married to Geraldine we now have a small house with too much land near the town of Martina Franca in Puglia. Two kids one married and living in Hong Kong and the other single and living in London. No dogs, no cats no animals.
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