I’m dreaming of a hog roast – a huge piece of juicy, tender pork with a crunchy crackling and that lovely ‘Sunday Roast’ smell whilst it’s cooking. I’m not particularly hungry nor do I have a hankering for a full roast dinner, I’ve just had a territorial ‘run in’ with a couple of cinghiale and I want revenge!
Being just the two of us at the house, we have been quickly outnumbered by the various wildlife who have taken it upon themselves to call our land ‘home’.
Well the first official day of Autumn has passed (Google kindly reminded me on 22nd September with one of their little animations on their search page) but it is actually starting to feel like Autumn here now. We’re still hitting temperatures of around 26degrees when there’s sunshine but it is definitely dropping cooler on a night, and of course those nights are starting earlier – no more sitting outside in shorts and t-shirts until 10 o’clock as even we are reaching for jumpers and going inside as it drops dark at 8pm.
Ok … so I’ve mentioned our wildlife recently and the fact that ‘cinghiale’ can be a bit terrifying when they are cornered (seriously, why would you corner a ‘cinghiale’?) or when the mums have a litter of babies following them (but they’re so small and stripy and cute I just want to pick one up and cuddle it!) At the same end of the ‘pericoloso’ spectrum, we have the occasional tale of ‘lupi’ (wolves) in the area – the newspapers have reported a pack of two or three causing a bit of mayhem in one of the nearby villages earlier this year – leaving a couple of sheep worse for wear.