So yesterday we found out that we would not be working on the charter yacht. The charter had been cancelled.
Mass carnage ensused. Expletives were hurled. Gin was drunk. Baguettes were desecrated.
This galvanised Anna and I. We are moving to Italy.
After a sleep the world seemed a kinder place.
We had a great trip up to Italy again. I got some day work fixing up some computer things on a Yacht. We made some great contacts and are back on track to conquer the world.
To bastardise an often missquoted quote
We came. We saw. We went back to Italy.