It's all a bit of a blur....

So…. A little round up of the past few weeks, spent in the country that I love with proper weather, fine wines and cheap cigarettes.






Whistle-stop tour of travel companion’s birthplace featuring maternity clinic, school, roundabouts, dog and well-stocked bar: 1
Ensuing hangover: severe
Train journey next to drooling newly-weds, heightened by said hangover: 1
Tot-tastic night of debauchery in Roman nightclub: 1
Dodgy polaroids taken: 7
UN conferences attended by very busy and important Tot A: 1
Bars sat in by not very busy and important Tot V whilst Tot A saving world: 6
Afternoon walks with miniature daschund, pretending to be a local: 4
Babies held whilst mother goes for waxing: 1 (medium-sized)
Radio stars created: 1
Ancient monuments visited: er... 2
Food poisoning incidents (entirely non booze-related): 1
Broth consumed to overcome the above: copious quantities
Shots consumed in local dive (once recovery achieved): 75
Old friends reunited: 1
Visits to hardware stores: 3
Rooms painted in fabulous colours: 4
Items of furniture lacquered, chinoiserie style: 3
Lamp sprayed: 1
Tortellini shaped by hand: 834
Bad dancing until the early hours: extensive
Flying visit from ex-colleague: fabulous
Seventies fondue dipped: 1
Dodgy movies watched: 5
Life-affirming conversations in ladies-who-lunch-location: 1
Paintings purchased under influence of above: 0 (shame, shame)
Hours spent in bathroom showrooms: 6
Negronis consumed: 653
Camel Lights smoked: 750
Fun had: serious amounts

Ah well. Back to reality. Detox. Yah.