Italy. An interesting, infuriating place to live as a gin-raddled expat. Some notes and observations.
Thursday, 19 March 2009
Britannia Rules the Skies!
Well, it's nearly a Union flag. I had lifted my eyes heavenwards as I left a school in order not to look at a charming cluster of 17 year old schoolgirls in front of me and thereby avert the Pavlovian dribbling that usually follows. Could this be a portent (the vapour trails, not the girls)? Perhaps we'll beat the Aussies this Summer.