Me and Paul have arrived in the beautiful spa town of Riolo Terme. This area of Italy is beautiful, but worryingly green. Green is not good - Wales is green, Ireland is green and Austria is green too. Green = wet, and it's wet. It's raining now, not malevolent coming at you sideways screwing up your face rain, but the stuff that just idly drops out of the sky at the regulation 9.8 metres per second per second with no change in intensity or no real purpose other than than doing what rain does. There's no malice aforethought, no intention, no hate, so I can't even get annoyed with it for being peevish.
Anyway we have a briefing at 7 tonight and The Mighty D and Bk have arrived....hurrah!
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Raining here too....quite wet!...moose!
Buono Raymond di Fortuna!
Lei la sa lo scommettitore di ciclo sotto la pioggia!!
L'amore,
Berillo di Zietta & lo xxxxx di Sinistro di Zio
grazie mille
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