28 February 2022 A great night’s sleep. Strange dreams. Wake up before dawn but it is light. Open the shutters and watch the sunrise creep across the mountains. It got below zero last night. It is a clear blue sky. No wind. Stunning. Breakfast provided. Just the right amount. Flourless chocolate cake with orange peel…
Year: 2022
Day 77 – Chianti
27 February 2022 Noisy night. Bad sleep. Italy has reopened bars and nightclubs. The bar across from us picked up at 3.00 am and wound up at 4.00 am. To be expected. Ground floor in the heart of the city. “Someone’s always spraying the air with their mood.” ― Chuck Palahniuk Pack and check out…
Day 76 – Siena
26 February 2022 Sleep in. Broken sleep. We are in the heart of town and it was Friday night. To be expected. Breakfast of oats and we head out before it gets busy. It is overcast and freezing. There is a chilling breeze. The temperature is about 2 C. We grab a coffee. Head home,…
Day 75 – Tuscany
25 February 2022 As we went to bed last night we discovered Rome has ZTL regions. Areas of the city that cars are not allowed to drive for pollution reasons. Where we are staying is in the heart of all three zones. We have had to rethink picking up our hire car and driving here…
Day 74 – The infection returns
24 February 2022 Sleep in. No injections. Relieved. Porridge for breakfast and a chat with Grace. To the barber around the corner. Great cut. Barbers are superior to ‘hair dressers’ for men. This is not open to debate. We head to our local for coffee. Soon after we leave Shell announces the pain has returned…
Day 71 to 73 – The YouTube Doctor
21 – 23 February 2022 Apologies to my three readers for the delay in updates. To be honest, nothing much has happened over the last few days and I did not want to bore you. It seems in the days when you think nothing has happened, much has. “After you find out all the things…
Day 70 – Sunday
20 February 2022 Wake up. No hangover. My injection skills are growing in confidence. This morning I will attempt the injection blindfolded. It is Sunday. We are meters from the Vatican. Jesus will guide my hand true. Obviously, I didn’t mention this to Shell. It was another seamless injection. Eyes open. Jesus not required. More…
Day 69 – Day drinking
19 February 2022 Wake up early. I prepare Shells injection. After the success of last night, I feel better about it all today. Draw, inject. Almost no blood. If there were people around I would be getting an ovation. “I am always doing that which I cannot do, in order that I may learn how…
Day 68 – Injectables
18 February 2022 Shell’s finger getting worse. Our last day in the shadow of Castel Sant’Angelo. Today we move to fresh digs. Our own balcony. A quiet place in the shadow of the Vatican. I can’t escape it. Breakfast. Pack the bikes. Ride 750 m. We contacted about six consulates to see where we could…