I got legs.
Here is a photo of me wearing trousers in public.
It was kind of a weird day. (That is Kevin Murphy, lately of Yarmouth, Nova Scotia and current owner and chef of the Najadi hotel here in town, teaching me to open French oysters with a proper oyster knife.)
That day started badly, had a doctor's visit in the middle, but ended like this,
with an oyster party on the belvedere at the Pink Villa,
which is to say, well.
The boys are moving out of that villa this week, and taking a much cheaper and more practical flat in town "next year" (the real new year in Santa Marinella is when everyone gets back from summer vacations in the US).
We'll be sad to see the end of the Belvedere parties.
They were as good as they looked. A balm and uplift to everyone.