Thank goodness, at least for this morning, the feeling deep in the pit of my stomach has gone; the first time for weeks and weeks. And I suddenly feel more positive, which is great. I know that it’s not all over yet but, at least, there is an end to it which is now in sight.
Yesterday, A&F invited me out for, as A put it, ‘a walking’. First was a very nice coffee in a café that I have been to before and then a walk to the Brera district, one of the oldest and most original (although terribly touristy now) areas of Milan.
We went to the (famous?) Pinacoteca (Art Gallery). I do love art, I really do and this had been hyped up by many people as the best that Milan has to offer. After a couple of hours walking round I have to say that I was a tad disappointed. I mean, sure, it has some fine art, as it should, but the lighting was quite bad and the flat, Christian pictures from the middle ages, almost all showing the Virgin Mary with Christ are great for the first one or two. After that I can’t help but just be fascinated by the ugliness and ridiculousness of the pictures.
There were a couple of good portraits from later periods, my favourite always being of old men/women but, overall, really nothing to write home about. For those of you who really know your stuff about art, I am probably talking complete rubbish but it’s only my opinion and I do know what I like – the Pinacoteca wasn’t it, I’m afraid.
After that we went for an apero at a bar in the Brera that does some nice food. Except that the apero food wasn’t really so good. I mean, it looked good but it lacked taste. A very pleasant afternoon, all paid for by A as I am currently without any cash – but I had told him that the day before when he asked me to come. Ah well, soon, very soon, it will improve significantly
On a completely different note, this morning, whilst taking the boys out early, I was struck by something that was, really, quite funny.
Dino, who is about 10 months old now, has, for the last couple of months, started to be a ‘big dog’ in that he now cocks his leg to pee. He doesn’t always do it and can be a bit wobbly when he does (so don’t stand too near as it could go slightly anywhere) however, and this is the first dog for whom I’ve notice this, sometimes he cocks the wrong leg. Like this morning.
As we are walking to the dog walk area we pass a car (parked on the pavement) and Dino decided that he must pee. He cocks his leg. Unfortunately it was not the leg nearest the car and so, the pee, is directed into the middle of the pavement and not towards the wheel of the car. It really is quite funny, as long as you are not standing next to him, of course!