when life is just one long trip


is that christ i see on the cross?
no. just a twat. a 3570 taxi driver.

in short, a recap of the tuscan top-totty tax-paying tosh two-weeks

lady v's criminal negligence in NOT bringing a battery charger means, alas, that KEY protagonists (tree climbing, outdoor sleeping sarah to name a few) are sadly stripped of their rightful space in blog heaven. bad totty

filippo and maude torture lady V with rib-crunching push-ups, toe-nibbling around the grounds. lady v, beside herself, clutches to shots of whiskey on the rocks between laps

back by popular request

random closeup
before the car trip re-christened fear and loathing in roccalbegna

girly things

trip 2 part II

Death to everyone is gonna come
And it makes hosing much more fun
Death to everyone is gonna come
And it makes hosing much more fun
La la la ...

bonny prince billy