Pasquetta

Easter Monday is called Pasquetta in Italy. We had meant to go to the local festa but I got burning up some brambles etc and then The Principal and I wokred away hacking back another mass of thorns.


Then we had  little BBQ in delightful sun with leftovers from the day before. I took a little nap and was woken at 6.30 by the digger guy saying he'd be over at 8 the next morning to finish off the job.

The day after on which I failed to take even one last minute Bliop



An exhausting day keeping pace with the inexhaustible digger man and his digger.

This very much a last gasp Blip in many ways