Dispatches from Rome

07.08.2013

Someone reclining in a white folding chair under a blue umbrella on a cobbled square in Rome

Welcome to the latest instalment of ‘Dispatches from…’ where we pretend that holiday snaps are blog-worthy content. I have recently returned from a vacanza in Rome. It was a great holiday, but since coming back to Manchester I realised Rome has ruined two things for me – pizza and coffee. Having set the benchmark for both of these, I feel I am eternally damned to suffer the pizza of Domino’s and coffee of Starbucks. Thanks Italy.

Someone in a black top and gold trousers leaning on a silver hatchback in a Rome street, with bags and a cane by the wall

Looking up at weathered fluted columns and a carved cornice on an ancient building in Rome

A lit deli window in Rome, with bottles and jars on the shelves, plants in the window and someone in white behind the counter

A narrow cobbled street between tall ochre and red buildings with shutters, a few people in the distance

Someone in a blue shirt sat alone on a row of black seats in a pale green waiting room, slightly out of focus

Someone sat cross-legged on cobbles beside three sleeping tan dogs, with a cardboard sign and an upturned hat

Someone in a patterned shirt sat on the stone step of a tall wooden doorway in a peeling ochre wall, a bottle at their feet

A crowded bus with orange grab poles, passengers standing and holding on under strip lights

Looking up at a palm tree against a hazy blue sky

Two red flowers in a small plastic water bottle on a worn marble step at the foot of a stone wall

A street musician in a grey tee and green check shorts playing an accordion on a cobbled street at night

Two wrought-iron chairs and a tiled bistro table outside an arched doorway in a peeling ochre wall

Someone in a grey tee kneeling on cardboard on a pavement, facing a wall between two doorways, a blue tub beside them

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