We left Settignano and Florence on July 22nd. It wasn't an emotional farewell. We'd spent the proceeding few days trying to cram a years worth of stuff into our car, organising where to stay enroute to England, and getting cross with 3 very bored children. We didn't have time to say goodbye properly.
Now settled back in England, I am beginning to take stock of our year. Looking through the Gigabytes of photos and videos reminds me of the good times. I am missing Florence a little; the sites and sounds, and our friends. Though how good it is to be sat at my desk with carpet under my feet and a cup of tea at my hand.
Posts
