Nothing serious happening today worthy of commentary.
La Famile Ockham continues their European holiday and this week sees us back in The Eternal City.
January is the best month to visit Rome as the pickpockets are still in hibernation and the illegal immigrants have moved on to Calais in preparation for the opening of the spring sailing calendar.
As I will be unlikely to pass this way again for some years, I’m going to potentially risk getting a table at one of the best kept secrets in the city, and tell you that you should have dinner at Tullio’s next time you’re here. I’ve eaten there many times and it never disappoints. Hint; look at the dessert menu and, if they have Mont Blanc, plan backwards from that.
I am fully aware of the Jedi level of pretentiousness to admitting to having a favourite regular restaurant in Rome.
Anyway, as I say, Brexit votes notwithstanding, nothing important is happening on the world stage today so I wanted to share a holiday photo;
No, that’s not me, I’m the shadow.
Why did I take a photo of some random stranger at The Colosseum?
Look at what he’s doing. By the way, his head is turning because I’d just said, “what a fucking twat” to him in a loud voice. He then went for a fairly brisk walk away from me.
I’ve always wondered who on earth visits 2,000 year old monuments and inscribes, “I woz ere” on it.
If you have wondered this too, this picture will help solve the mystery.
Previous pan-European projects have failed.
Let’s hope tonight’s vote signals the failure of the current one.