Continuing my tour of the heel of Italy, the harbour town of Gallipoli, a delicious way to spend a morning. Perched on the Ionian sea, where fishing boats in punchy hues add colour to picture postcard scenes. Fishermen tend to recently turned out nets, fixing them up ready for the next catch; their hard-gotten wares on display at the daily fish market, boasting local favourite sea urchin (ricci di mare) and all manner of other fresh treats. With two hours on the parking meter and a flight to get to in Bari that afternoon, it was a brief visit; a recce for a longer trip. I spied chic beach restaurants that would make for a prime sundowner spot, shop after shop of trinkets, homewares and Mediterranean ingredients, and the hint of a town that comes alive with bars and tourists at night.