| The Double
Escape |
| Escaping
from Britain to Italy |
| By Jonathan Anderson |
| When I
came to Italy in 1983, I was escaping from the gloomy Britain of Margaret
Thatcher. I could see no brightness in any future for me there, so together
with my brother, I left England. We were searching for complete change,
adventure and the chance to make a new start in life with a different flavor.
Certainly, we found all these things and much more by moving to Italy.
Over twenty years later we are both still very happy to be living here,
and thriving with our respective families.
Aside from
the sheer excitement of driving across France in a 1967 Daimler
filled with all our essential possessions, including two guitars, two basses
plus amps, and the whole business of getting a place to live, the early
weeks in Milan were magical and filled with new experiences. |
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| We left
in June, and by Christmas we felt practically Milanese. Thanks to the
genuinely warm hospitality and generosity of the Italians, we had both
started earning incomes and making progress. Although the dream of ‘making
it’ in the world of rock’n roll did not fully materialize, as it seldom
does, a year later we both were truly in our element in Italy and had no
plans for moving on.
Ten years
in Milan working freelance as a technical writer, translator and voiceover
artist gave me a thorough soaking in all aspects of Italian life and culture.
Feeling completely at home, I married a music teacher and actress, Simona,
and we quickly realized we wanted a family.
This led
to ponderings on how much better it would be to raise children in the countryside,
rather than the noisy confusion of the city. The idea of our future
offspring not having a garden to play in, as I had had, was too much for
me. So we started looking around the green areas at an hour’s car-drive
radius from Milan. It wasn’t easy finding a ‘country’ home just outside
the city – most other city dwellers wanted the same thing and it was still
a bit too suburban for us in any case. We drew a blank. |
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had been completed, I felt once again as though I had to ‘escape’, this
time from the city, with my wife who had been born and raised there.
Finding
this ideal location was becoming difficult. After a wider search –
a 2 hour car-drive radius from Milan, then a 3 hour one – we gave up on
the idea of commuting. An invitation from my cousin made us focus our attention
on central Italy. I had been to Florence once a few years before and had
been enthralled by its beauty and magic. It had seemed like seeing Italy
for the first time, after Milan. But now we were going to stay in Umbria,
in the province of Perugia, at the home of my second cousin and her husband,
who had moved out from the UK seven years previously.
Umbria was
new to both of us. |
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| I shall
never forget our arrival, on a balmy august evening, amidst the verdant
hills of the north Tiber valley. The three of us – we now had two-month
old son Thomas with us – were warmly invited into the paved courtyard of
an ancient Umbrian farmhouse near the town of Umbertide that my relatives,
Bernard and Sue, had been restoring. We were offered seats around a long
table laden with delicious food and wine, and introduced to the guests.
The dinner party included an English photographer and two artists, the
ex-president of the Caterpillar corporation, an American interior designer,
a local Umbrian family and none other than the Chilean ambassador in Italy,
who owned a charming medieval tower just around the corner – what you might
call a mixed bunch. It was an unexpectedly cosmopolitan evening in such
a remote and rural setting, and, we were later to learn, the sort of occasion
that is not infrequent in Tuscany and Umbria, now homes for an increasingly
wide range of outsiders.
The entire
fortnight has been etched in our memories as having kindled the sparks
of a love affair with this enchanting part of the world. On returning
to Milan we vowed to make a real escape from the city, and to start over
again in the idyllic scenery of Umbria (www.regione.umbria.it)
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| Our opportunity
came when my cousin needed someone to keep her house while it was up for
sale, following her family’s return to the UK due to her father’s illness.
It worked out perfectly for us, however, because Simona was on maternity
leave, a generous whole year on full pay in Italy. From this wonderful
old farmhouse, Pian di Nesaccio, we were able to live and work - via internet
- and to make unhurried meanderings through the byways of Umbertide and
its environs.
It took
us three years in the end to find a home that could have made a film set
for ‘Sleeping Beauty’. An ex 13th century monastery in the hills fifteen
minutes beyond the town, that had been bought from the church, partially
restored and then re-abandoned. It was completely overgrown with a tangle
of vegetation – elderberry saplings, brambles, woodbine – so much so we
couldn’t find the entrance to the old chapel we had been told about. |
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start of our labor of love in our new, ancient, home!
Seven years
later, with another son, Patrick, we are planning another move. Once
again this is a decision made with our boys in mind. They are twelve and
eight respectively and need to be closer to the amenities of a city. Reluctantly,
our now almost completely restored monastery is up for sale. We will miss
its perfect silence amidst the beautiful mature gardens. This time, however,
we are not escaping, but ‘doing the right thing at the right time’. The
Badia di San Faustino di Bagnolo (link) – its full title – now needs
other capable and loving hands to fall into.
Umbertide
Our reference
town is Umbertide (www.comune.umbertide.it),
a cumbersome name to pronounce in Italian. It is what could be called a
small market town, and straddles the upper Tiber about 30 kilometers north
of the Umbrian capital of Perugia (www.comune.perugia.it),
(www.perugiaonline.it). Although
not posessing the medieval splendor of Perugia, Assisi (www.assisionline.it)
and Gubbio (www.comune.gubbio.pg.it/),
Umbertide is not without a charm of its own. The old town, with its 13th
century castle, is quite attractive and is being gradually improved through
more careful restorations, while the new areas are undergoing sustained
development. It is perhaps this influx of new blood, both from Italians
who find more job opportunities here than many other areas of Umbria, and
foreigners who want their farmhouse in the sun, that gives the place a
sense of vitality. Normal everyday people get on with their lives in Umbertide,
it is not an over-decorated museum piece for a foreign public, but an easy,
user-friendly town without the car parking and access difficulties of Perugia
and Assisi. The shopping facilities are more than adequate for most purposes,
while the town boasts some of the best men’s toyshops (ironmongers and
tool stores) I have seen anywhere. The industrial estate includes a
whole range of construction companies, builders’ merchants, wood and metal
working shops and everything required for house renovations, revenue from
which has made a fair impact on the whole area over the last fifteen years
or so.
Food is
good everywhere in Italy, and Umbertide is no exception. Eating out
is relaxed and most restaurants are inexpensive, particularly if you are
used to UK prices. There are also good, if unspectacular pizzerias. Culinary
variety is not really the strong point in Umbria, however. The meat here
is almost without par, but if you are vegetarian or oriental food inclined,
enjoy the pizzas and cook seriously at home.
As for schooling,
I can only give my impression of general high quality. Umbria and Tuscany
have long-standing socialist tradition and great importance is placed on
education. I have found teachers here to be convinced in their vocation
and with genuine interest in the intellectual and social development of
their pupils. The teacher-pupil ratio is generally high. My elder son is
now twelve and attending middle school, where he is one of a class of twenty-two,
taught by five different teachers. Italy still has strong family values,
and all children are considered a treasure to be nurtured for a better
future. The broad-based Italian educational system, where a wide range
of subjects are studied up to the age of nineteen, creates a more
balanced knowledge base, certainly than the UK education I had. More emphasis
is placed on expanding knowledge and capacities than on specific competitive
achievement.
Working
in Italy is not necessarily simple. Most professional areas are somewhat
fenced off to non-Italians through cultural barriers, whereby those without
a fluent spoken and written knowledge of the language and possessing
Italian qualifications find it difficult or impossible to enter. This will
change in time through the ongoing processes of ‘Europeanization’ and ‘Globalization’
(both most uninspiring terms for me because of the often irreversible
cultural damage they entail), but for the moment the best way to work
in Italy is through personal enterprise. Small service companies are sprouting
everywhere and many areas of expertise, from business management, marketing,
IT, training to specialist architecture and engineering, landscaping and
gardening can be successfully made to work, at least in the areas where
there is economic motion, when they are integrated with the language translation
capabilities foreigners are forced to develop by being here. Small businesses
are also likely to take off more easily when set up in collaboration with
or supported by local Italians.
Many of the
foreigners going to Tuscany and Umbria (and now the Marche and Puglia)
to buy houses often end up living here for most or all the year and running
holiday lets. These range from a couple of rooms to apartments, whole villas
and even so-called ‘agriturismi’, sort of country hotels. The entire
area of tourism is actively encouraged at national and local government
levels in Italy, with many forms of tax concession and financing schemes
are offered for such purposes. It is likely that the combination of unspoiled
natural beauty with a rich cultural, artistic and architectural heritage
will be the saving grace of Umbria and the less-ruined parts of Tuscany,
the Marche and Abruzzo. All these places have wonderful scenery, plenty
of space, easy-going attitudes, good weather, food and great traditions.
The local people generally welcome the influx of foreigners who buy retirement
homes or set up businesses here, because it creates an atmosphere of cultural
exchange and generates wealth for the entire community. It is easy to understand
why those who are in a position to move, maybe to work via the net, and
live anywhere in the world, may well choose central Italy. I can highly
recommend it.
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