Tomorrow I go to a far-off country and continuing the theme of random pictures from Google images, here is one from typing in the title.
Unfortunately, it is business and not pleasure. Such is life. I am unlikely to be able to post anything.
Finally, I can confirm that V has had the full-time, permanent contract and signed it (which is, actually, more than I have done). He officially starts next Monday. This is such fabulous news and I am really pleased for him. It won’t stop him doing his fashion things either, so that’s really good.
What a strange thing it is. Here, people, if they get hurt, don’t say ‘ow’, but ‘ai’ (pronounced aye).
I can feel the wind on my face and my hair. I can feel the sway of the boat and the surge as it hits the waves. I can hear the engine and the sounds of the other passengers. It’s comfortable and I feel safe. I’m sitting next to Chiara. She is beautiful. Well, when I say that, her voice is beautiful. She has long, dark hair and a pretty face, although none of this I can see. It’s not that it’s night, it’s total darkness. Really. Not a single iota of light. I am blind. She often grasps for my hand. She has a delicate, slightly cold, hand. Long fingers, Sweet, like her.
Strange thing, this ‘getting fresh air’ or, as they often seem to say here ‘changing the air’. Continue reading
My mood is like the weather, sombre and grey. Spring? Where the hell is it? Continue reading
When we first came to Italy, we did nothing. Well, obviously we did things, but we had no jobs, no reason to get up in the morning, to leave the house (apart from the dog and buying food). We had money. It was the plan. It was what we had decided to do. Nothing. Just be there. See how life was. See what would happen in the future. Continue reading
As those of you who know me may remember, I’m not one for illnesses. Sure I’ve had my fair share. I had an operation for a small hernia when I was about 8, had Spillaine’s Syndrome at about 35 and an op for a cartilage tear about 6 years ago. But that’s about it, really. Yes, I do get aches and pains but, really, you don’t want to know, so I won’t tell you. I don’t take aspirin or any other drugs as I reckon that one drug (smoking) is enough – oh yes, and alcohol. Continue reading
Today, as yesterday, has been a really beautiful day. Unfortunately we had some chores to do – mine in front of a computer and V ironing. However, it was so beautiful that we decided to take Rufus for a walk in Giardini Pubblici (the park closest to where we live in Milan) this afternoon.
Whilst walking in the park, we have to pass under a footbridge – but it’s a wide one as I guess they also use it for park vehicles. V says that he doesn’t like walking under the bridge because it smells. I said that it didn’t but he said that it didn’t matter anyway as you ‘have to hold your breath under bridges and in tunnels as it’s lucky’! Yep, he really said that. He did add that it probably wasn’t a good idea to do that in the Gotthard Tunnel (from here to Switzerland).
It reminded me of when he was on Jeopardy and, when asked if he had ever worked in a factory, he replied ‘No, but I did drive past one, once’. Continue reading
During the day, occasionally, V & I have email chats. Here, I will give the one we had yesterday – well my bits anyway, because they tell of the new clocking in card that I have to use. Continue reading