Speed and motion

This is where a car has crashed into a wall taking the corner into Fiesole too quickly. But it reminds me of a Futurist painting or sculpture and the motorcyclist who cuts through the silent midnight town square in Feredico Fellini's autobiographical film about growing up near Rimini called 'Ammarcord' - I Remember.

A day of dentists, family matters, a walk in the old quarries on the edge of Fiz. A glorious autumn day with real heat in the sun. My death war against the mosquitoes has commenced. And betrayal of all betrayals, I got myself a loyalty card at the private sector supermarket, Esselunga.

The Boss is coming down with a cold. But I, for the first time in days, weeks, do not have toothache. Bloody swings and roundabouts.