I am travelling with my good golfing friend, Jane and we arrive at Heathrow in good time. We booked business class seats because, with the presence of covid, we thought this would give us more space. The queues at Terminal 5 were horrendous, including business. We tagged on to the end of the queue and prepared ourselves for a long wait. Within minutes a BA lady asked us where we were travelling to. We told her and she said ”Follow me.” We were taken to the invitation only lounge where they told us to sit and drink champagne while they processed our bags. How very civilised.

The flight was on time and uneventful apart from the steward that took a shine to me. He continually asked if I had all I needed, always touched my shoulder when so doing, and served me extra drinks. We thought it was pretty amusing.

We met our guide outside Naples airport and he escorted us to our coach for the transfer to Bomerano; a small village up in the hills above Amalfi. We were staying in a small family run hotel – Hotel Due Torri. It reminded me of a chalet style, ski resort hotel.

My room was small, clean and functional and had a newly refurbished, very compact en-suite bathroom. The tiles were very ornate and Italian – not quite my taste. The good news was that the shower was really powerful with plentiful hot water and that I am not sharing the room with anyone. Jane has her own room which is bigger, but up more flights of stairs.

We convene in the bar for a briefing and to meet our group. There are 18 of us. We are split into two groups with our own guides. We go upstairs for dinner and retire to bed.