Rosie sent me a photo of the sunrise in Milan so I had to whizz down the front path in my pj’s to send back the sunrise here. Not quite so lovely. Another day of sanding and hole filling, and a stab to my thumb. It was such nice weather but I mostly resisted the temptation to be outside.
I had messages from Rosie in Venice, and from Harry , on the move again, from Onomichi. They hired bikes and explored , which made Hart a happy boy.