24/08/2026
Loretta in Loreto, another year 🇮🇹⛪️
A family tradition passed down through the generations.
Every summer, my grandad Romano would bring my mum back to Loreto, the place where he was born. Then when my mum had children of her own, she gave us those same Italian summers, giving me the happiest memories of my childhood. No summer was ever complete without making our way to the top of the hill to the Basilica, where we would say our prayers and light candles for our loved ones.
And now, it’s me bringing my daughter. The same place, the same tradition, another generation. My little Loretta, in the place that gave her, her name, my favourite place on earth.
