Pen-taches

We'd planned to go to Pompeii today, but while we're having lunch in Sant'Agata, I feel decidedly ropey. We decide to head home, where I sleep the afternoon away.

Maybe it's the ridiculous heat. However, I feel much better by evening time, when the lads entertained us with - among many things - these fetching pen moustaches.

I have a feeling they were pretending to be Freddie Mercury, but have no recollection of why.