Italy. An interesting, infuriating place to live as a gin-raddled expat. Some notes and observations.
Will bring adequate cash at the end of the month. We MUST have this one, having missed that one ten years ago.
On second thoughts, I think I prefer the in-depth analysis of Italy's political elite. Gone off bulldozers.
What a great name for a tractor. Farmer going down to his local dealer and saying "I'll have the Same please" like we do in pubs after a mate has ordered first. Oh God, that leaves me wide open to abuse.
4wd drive, nice new tyres on the back and an aftermarket alternator hanging out the side. Headlamps and driving lamps...you could drive this sucker home! Not sure about the old chalfonts though with such rudimentary padding on the pan saddle. It would be 'Nurse, the screens" long before you reached the Mont Blanc tunnel. Does Ms Carafagna get to travel with one in the trailer, that would ease the tedium of the journey?
God, you lot are sad! Jaqui said as much. Anyway, never mind your bulldozers, has anyone seen the new format for The Telegraph? Is nothing sacred? it seems the ants have taken over the asylum there as well. I've had enough, i may be forced to follow Ron;s lead and bugger off to more civilised climes.
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