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Captivating Capri is blooming beautiful

ON THE beautiful Isle of Capri some years ago, when we had just begun travelling after rearing children, we found ourselves staying in a luxe room in a boutique hotel perched on Capri's cliffs overlooking the Faraglioni, the two giant rocks that rise so grandly out of the sea, and appear on every postcard of Capri.

The Isle of Capri is one of the most alluring and expensive destinations in the world. It was a rare treat for us, not used to luxury after years of domesticity, to visit the gorgeous island.

Our room was of dazzling loveliness: a handsome wrought-iron bed, a pretty antique table and desk, comfortable chairs and, to our delight, a large blue-tiled terrace to reflect the piercing brightness of the sky, looking out to the best views on an island where all views are breath-sapping. It was an unprecedented reward just to be there.

On a sunny, flower-filled balcony below our room, breakfast was elegantly served each morning by a dignified waiter named Carlo: sugary croissants, tiny triangles of cream cheese, little pots of jam, big cups of milky coffee.

Other couples joined us each morning and they were all, without exception, formidably glamorous.

Capri crawls with beautiful people in the summer and they all have that "bella figura", which translated means "the beautiful figure", but in reality is applied to the stylish way Italians like to live: admiring beauty, mindful of proper image and correct behaviour.

One morning as we sat at breakfast eating our croissants, Carlo nervously approached our table half a dozen times, obviously wanting to say something, but unable to get it out.

Finally, he spoke up: "Scusi, Signora," he said to me, hesitantly.

"Yes?" I encouraged. He seemed very nervous, perspiring a little.

"Are they yours?" he asked, his face showing suppressed revulsion as he pointed to a tub of red geraniums upon which, draped and flapping happily, were my big knickers.

They had fallen from our balcony above where I had hung them out to dry the night before.

I rushed to the geranium pot, picked them up, shoved them under my sweater while the beautiful people raised eyebrows and Carlo hunched away with embarrassment.

I haven't been back to Capri since.

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TAKE me to the Isle of Capri. I'll need to save for a holiday on this luxuriant island but it will be worth it.

Capri is a gem in the Mediterranean that attracts high flyers, movie stars, supermodels and celebrities.

Its magical mix of natural beauty, history, nature, culture and events inspire and attract people from all over the world to spend the summer on this alluring island.


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