Some old bridge

Call me a tourist, but I couldn't resist lining up the lads for a picture with the Ponte Vecchio in the background. You could practically see them wishing I'd go back to taking pictures of random bits of nonsense instead.

A scorchio day for our visit to Florence. After wandering round in the sun, we go to the Uffizi, where Andy is entranced by the art. Matt and George, less so. Get the lads the Italian football shirts they've wanted, and the waiters at our restaurant make a real fuss of Buffon (more usually known as George).