When the sun comes out...
10 July 2013
Ever since the sun made its glorious appearance last week I have been listening to this album NON-STOP and every time I listen it takes me right back to laying by our beautiful pool in the Tuscan mountains, drink in hand.
We listened to this album tonnes when we were in Italy last August. It was on this holiday that we nicknamed my Dad the "techno viking" (his dancing to this album was priceless - as were his generous rum measures), we ate some incredible pizzas and Wendy and I indulged in our love of prossecco every single day. Just because we could.
So I suppose this post is me simply wishing I was back in Italy. Bring on Amsterdam in six weeks!!!