Our family have always enjoyed pasta – not least because of our time spent living in Italy. With great admiration I watched “balcony Bill’s” wife making it freshly each day for his lunch. We enjoyed taglioline al salmone and linguine alle scampi at La Scogliera, our favourite local restaurant, and I had lessons with Giovanna in her outdoor kitchen in the mountains above Parma. Lately I’ve bought the fresh stuff rather than making it myself, even though I have a fabulous Imperia pasta machine. Lazy and mistake are two words that spring to mind. Some of the fresh pasta on offer in our local supermarkets is, honestly, just dreadful. It looks as though I might be dusting off the Imperia soon and as you might have guessed, it’s blue!