The Mediterranean island of Gozo crams a huge amount of geological interest into its pocket-sized landmass from the smooth space-age rock formation on Marsalforn's western side, best viewed across ix-Xwejni bay and the age-old salt pans on the coast road,... Continue Reading →
Last weekend The Significant Other and I went to the ‘Science in the Citadel’ event in Gozo’s Victoria. In this stunning setting, both inside and alongside the honeyed-gold medieval bastions which went some way to keeping a challenging breeze at... Continue Reading →
However unlikely it may seem given the average temperature in the Maltese archipelago, I'm making a woollen blanket for Gozo. I found myself accidentally committed to a creative burst earlier this year (with real materials rather than whimsical wordery) and... Continue Reading →
I've written already about many facets of Gozo from green slopes to honey-gold buildings and blue seas that glint like sharp-cut gemstones whipped white by the breeze beneath bold sunshine. I realised this morning, however, that in my posts so... Continue Reading →
When I describe the relationship between Gozo and Malta to Oxfordshire locals, I sometimes compare the two to Oxford city and The Cotswolds. Oxford is busy with cars and culture, whilst The Cotswolds are primarily a place of green tranquility... Continue Reading →
One of the things The Significant Other and I love about Gozo is the inherent contradiction between the intimacy of a tiny landmass, the smaller sister of an archipelago that barely appears on the map of Europe, and a truly... Continue Reading →
Gozo is a small place which is decidedly part of its charm and yet despite this it’s funny how the world works, how it turns on its axis and however far you think you’ve travelled it throws up coincidences in... Continue Reading →
Less than thirty miles from Gharb as the crow flies (though if you don't have wings you'll need to take a ferry) stands the age-old city of Valletta, a fusion of European, Arabic and North African influences: palm trees against... Continue Reading →
The Sword and the Scimitar by David Ball is a swashbuckling adventure on the rip-tides of faith and fate in The Middle Sea (that’s the Mediterranean) in the sixteenth century as two cultures face up to each other across the... Continue Reading →
