Blackcurrant infused summer memories / Memorie estive al sapore di cassis

I grew in a little town, immersed in green fields and woods. With a close group of friends we used to explore the surroundings, play in a disused caravan and climb to our tree house (well more of a tree raft I suppose) where we used to read comic books and eat biscuits we’d steal from our mother’s pantries.