Villa San Rocco

...and Lift-Off

August 2010 — Updates

You must live in the present, launch yourself on every wave, find your eternity in each moment. Fools stand on their island opportunities and look toward another land. There is no other land, there is no other life but this
Henry David Thoreau

She floats! Well - almost....

There's been enough talk of labours and Odysseys; of Augean stables and last minute road closures that made 11th hour preparations more akin to the ticking of a detonator than to a blast-off celebration. Instead, finally, feast your eyes on the re-birth of San Rocco - launching on that wave atop her cracked scallop, buffeted by the winds of bodgers and impenetrable bureaucracy, nursed and nurtured and landed ashore by the hands of loyal acolytes and gracious strangers all: She Lives.

(And thank you, our first dear guests, for doing the washing up with cold water: may your patience be rewarded)

Ring the bells, that still can ring, Forget your perfect offering, There is a crack in everything - That's how the light gets in
Leonard Cohen, Anthem