Monday Mornings

In days gone by, the hour's commute into Manchester on Monday Mornings wasn't always a welcome prospect, though on balance I did enjoy my many years at the 'coal face'.

Sue has been learning Italian, and whilst Amedea's tuition in Northern Moor has proved excellent, a touch of the real thing was prescribed.

So, after receiving commentary yesterday from a Jet2 pilot on an English sporting calamity (he should have chosen the cricket!), we found ourselves spending Monday Morning here in Italy. The sun is shining on what can definitely be described as a 'Blue Sky Day'.

Certain trials and tribulations (phone upgrade - finally got the e-mail to work, just in time; TGO Challenge photos - failed to finish 'processing' them; Sue's tax return - failed for the most unexpected of reasons) have been left behind, and we've spent a most comfortable night at Hotel Scala in Treviso.

Sue's Italian has already been put to the test, and she has passed with flying colours.

Tonight we are dining with an Australian.

Hmmm...

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