I lived all my childhood in a small Italian village, I never moved home, I had my routine, my family, my friends.

My three children have been on the move since they were born, we have never lived in the same place for more than two years, they don’t have a place they call home, WE are home for them.

Travelling is the best learning tool and here are a few anecdotes which demonstrate it.

• When we were living in the UK my Little Miss Fussy went to childcare at the age of 11 months. She had the most caring “teacher” I could have ever dreamt; this teacher had black skin and since then my girl has developed a love for people with dark skin (I guess they remind her of all the cuddles received from her teacher). As a child I have never met someone with a different colour…