
...had meant us to spend time whitewashing vaulted ceilings, he would have designed us differently! With much longer arms, for example, and most probably with a sort of umbrella attachment to the head. Even despite the design deficiencies, this morning I still decided to go ahead and paint the Tinello ( the name we rather dubiously apply to the snug) which spent the winter accumulating fumes from endless open fires, and as a result the walls of the room were filthy. I'd been meaning to do it for months, but while the Brazilians were still creating chaos and mayhem on the first floor, I somehow couldn't bring myself to add to the general level of mess.
And so.......after three hours of increasingly bad-tempered wrestling with various rollers and brushes and paint pots and ladders and plastic sheeting and newspaper and paint-spills, it was sufficiently done for me to call it a day.......while the technical department regarded the trail of disaster in my wake with a jaundiced eye, and (verbally) said nothing. The most irritating part about it was the tendency for the old layers of paint to flake off under pressure of

As a form of catharsis, I now intend to spend an hour or so making Rabbit in tecia, following a classic v

Tonight's Menu:
Asparagus 'Oscuro' - a slightly purple variety, that I've only ever seen here; more strongly flavoured than the more normal green type.
Maurizio's Salsiccie Lunghe, with Aubergine sauteed with Garlic and Parsley.
Chocolate Souffles.
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