Chocolate relief

Today I got so angry thinking about the Vatican coverup of hundreds of new claims of child abuse that I was driven to several hours of hard gardening. As usual, I overdid it and ended up with a twisted knee for which there was no better relief than to dive into this box of divine Poncioni chocolates that a friend visiting from Geneva brought us last week.

If only solace could be as easy for the children who suffered at the hands of those filthy priests. My heart goes out to them and their families.