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,…
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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…
Day 67 – Easy
17 February 2022 Wake up late. Almost miss breakfast. Again. I don’t feel myself this morning. Tired from doing nothing. The more I do the better I feel. Sometimes laziness fits me well. Despite how it makes me feel, I excel at laziness. “There are only four types of officers. First, there are the lazy,…
Day 66 – Galleria Nazionale d’Arte Moderna e Contemporanea
16 February 2022 Sleep in. Almost late for breakfast. Simone is already here. We eat light. Grab a coffee and head straight for a Farmacia. Prescription filled. We send some pictures through to Leanda. “Did you tell them you had a chest infection?” she messages back. Not the response we are hoping for. We head…