Lake Como. Very pretty and felt like a summer holiday.
Corinne peeing into her trousers at the train station.
General Incy Wincy.
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Ramen and the Japanese shop
People smiling at us with little Ro and saying picolino!
Home!
Corinne’s nipple spraying a little fountain of milk
Dark chocolate gelato
Getting back to the hostel and having a shower and washing my hair.
Pizza
Being the baby whisperer
Finally pooing
Milano! And knowing where I was.
Meeting Ro and giving him cuddles.
My hostel is actually pretty cool.
Walking to the lighthouse at sunset. And seeing baby seagulls for the first time (I think?)
Flirting with the hot waiter at the pizzeria over a pistachio pudding.
Remembering Corinne’s Palermo poo story and other great things from this week.
Paddle boarding.
Pear pasta. So delicious.
Snoozing on the beach.
Playing the rock throwing game.
The very pretty dog with all the colours.
Walking through the cute little old town with all the cats.
Lying on the beach and reading.
Americanah. Finally a book that I’m enjoying reading (again).
An article about swifts from Charlie.
A delicious coffee ice cream drink
Our beach house!
Sunbathing on the beach without a top on.
Beautiful streets.
Delicious fried chickpeas and pasta and cheesecake pots and arriancini.
Corinne’s pooey fingernail story.
Last minute charity shopping – hat, dress and three books.
HOLIDAY! Hello Palermo!
Boob.
Weird bread figurines.
Walking through Milan, along the canal, feeling warm and happy to be another country.
Delicious food. Especially the panzerotto.
Corinne’s cute courtyard
Liam coming to my rescue and driving me to the airport.
Itsu dinner.
Three seats to myself on the plane.
Walking through the other part of the park on the way home and seeing all the snow drops.
The beautiful smell of walking through the bit of woods.
Booked flights to Italy for next weekend!
Walking around Pisa on my own
The Pisa tower fail photo
Getting home and unpacking and washing
Going for a walk up the hill and seeing the baby goats, the old shepherd and run down buildings.
Yoga with Adriane outside with everyone.
Lucca. Pretty. And with an ominous yellow sky above the church.
Naked bath with the Fems. Including candles, face masks, cheese and crisps.
Wine tasting and the beautiful olive groves
The egg hunt back at the villa
Hot tubbing with the mountains in the background
The name game plus bonus behind the curtain round
That tiramisu
Ciaran: “I only lasted 2 minutes”
Cinque Terra
Climbing the big hill and looking out over the village
Plus messaging two guys at once in the evening. That was a nice boost
A day of sunbathing by the pool, diving, BBQing, playing ping pong with Han and Jonny, eating everything and yoga outside with a view of the Tuscan hills.
The dinner in the little cafe at the bottom of the hill.
Walking down the hill at sunset.
Not being at work when everyone else is at work.
Driving a nice car in Italy on quiet roads. And listening to ‘That’s Amore’ as our first car song.
The beautiful villa. The pool. The hot tub. The views.
Texting Jonny at the table.
Packing for Italy and feeling good about my clothes choices.
The incredible looking apartments in Tbilisi.
Three little things 