Something Gozitan

Take a ride to the golden glow of Gozo in random nuggets.

65. A smidgeon of Gozo gossip

Today I commuted to the office in Victoria for the first time. Admittedly ‘the office’ isn’t mine and I was merely scheduled in for a one-off meeting there. It gave me  however a lovely taste of things to come one... Continue Reading →

64: A jewel of a jellyfish

Seas, sometimes, are speckled with jellyfish and the Med around Gozo is no exception. The vagaries of the wind can sweep them onto one coast or another. However because Gozo is so small it’s no hardship to head to the... Continue Reading →

63. Dahlet Qorrot – a secret spot

Ask me today for my top five places on the island and I can’t guarantee I’ll give you the same five as I would have done yesterday or might tomorrow. What I can be sure of, though, is that the... Continue Reading →

62. Saints, bands, flowers and fairy-lights

It was village Festa week here last week – and we had a truly wonderful time. Festas are a big deal in Malta and Gozo, a celebration of the village’s patron saint with events and processions over a weekend or... Continue Reading →

61. A starfish from outer space

A swimming spot appreciated by the Gozitans and less noticed by visitors to the island is Xwejni Bay on the northern coast. It’s just to the west of the resort of Marsalforn and can easily be reached on foot from... Continue Reading →

60. Atop Ta Għammar 

I am often asked by friends visiting Gozo for top tips for special places to go, secret spots that leap less often from the pages of a tourist guide. This morning, I strode to one of my favourites and I’m... Continue Reading →

59. Cyclops and The Elephant

Well, what do you know? In an ‘Oxfordshire Science Festival’ hat, I’m in the thick of a book (The Dinosaurs Rediscovered) that takes me back into the age of the dinosaurs, rediscovering their history through the latest analysis of genomes,... Continue Reading →

58. Gozo’s new Jedi

As a tourist to Gozo in the early days, baked mid-brown with a dash of lobster, I was surprised to see the warm woollen jumpers amongst the traditional lace hanging from stalls in the market place. They seemed an unlikely... Continue Reading →

57. The Ritual Revamp

While I’d never catch up with the diving prowess of The Significant Other who has, I think, some fish genes and is currently training to be a diving instructor for when he grows up, a year ago I became a... Continue Reading →

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