scaffolding of a church ... and a little unruly workers' hungry (should have been so much as my mountain wear and fatigue on my face !)... upset and scared at the prospect of a holiday that means ... . nears, but will be very different from what I was dreaming! There
tedierò sick with my stories, but I regret the trip to London and reproduce a picnic / day at the beach / evening together ....
I'm here until 8! A thousand kisses to everyone!