Ciao

Dear O'H dear and Lovely Tea Jenny,

We were waiting in the tunnel from the terminal to get on the plane when I described something as “moist.”

YMP: That word doesn’t bother me at all. I don’t get why people hate it so much.

Me: It’s ‘gusset’ that you don’t like, isn’t it?

YMP: Yeah - and ‘gash’. I hate GASH.

EMP and I lost it with the giggles and YMP looked horrified

YMP: I meant it like a gash on your knee.

But it was too late. Overtired hysterics had taken hold!

We had calmed down before we got in the plane and we are in Rome!

Our apartment overlooks the Pantheon and is fab. We headed out for lunch and then a wander to the Trevi fountain and then to Chiesa di Sant' Ignazio di Loyola, a baroque church which is stunning and has a fake dome painted of the ceiling because they ran out if money in the 17th century to build a real one!

We were pretty tired and headed back to have a snoozette before dinner, only to wake up at 8 pm. Luckily just in time for dinner!

C