You know how it is when the computer goes ga-ga! So, so boring…
Alas, for three days we have had no internet…hence no Loulou…and upon our return to France, NO HEATING!!!! Oh, boy, am I glad I have a fur coat. Mama is walking around in three sweaters, earmuffs and a scarf (very sexy, she says, haha) and papa in two shirts, a sweater and two pairs of socks. They built a lovely fire by which I could snooze all night and supposedly the MITSUBISHI fixit man will come tomorrow morn and FIXIT!!!
So forgive me for not sending you my end-of-ear thoughts. Make that end-of-YEAR, Loulou, not ear.
As of tonight, I shall patty paw across the keys of my Sony and fill you in on our Roman jaunt, Augustus, Cleopatra, J. Caesar and Co. and how the Romans wind down their year to welcome in the new, quiet as it may be since Italy is pretty much in the dumps right now even with you-know-who out of the way, but there are those who feel that he will come back, like Carrie, and reside in his old haunts yet again. His pleasure palace/villa is still guarded by police every day, they, looking bored and wondering when they can go for a coffee, and of course, the ubiquitous (love that word!) tourists mill around trying to catch a glimpse of the bunga-bunga bunch.
Until tomorrow, I remain faithfully yours, helping papa unpack his favourite tie.
