Huzzah!
I have returned.
Florentine icecream was not bad at all. I got one nice cone with lemon and something else. 2 scoops for 2 euros. Tasty. Another day some young wenches called on me and Mrs. Wearra saying, "Ice-a da cream-a" or something Italian like that. Against my better judgement and reading of the classics, Alison thought we should try the wares of these dark haired and dusky sirens. We went over and got 2 quite humungus cones. "Tasty", thinks I. "16 Euro" say the sirens. You could have used my face to fizz double dip.
Best icecream was in Pisa. Pisa is great. I recommend it.
Oh, and married life is exceptionally agreeable. If you find a nice partner why not give it a whirl? Come and see me if it doesn't work out and you live in Scotland
I see Gretna didn't win the Scottish Cup while I was away - another trophy for Iaj's mob (/me starts to fizz again...)
Also, there seemed to be some chat in the Iti press about Juve and match fixing. Top!
Tally-ho!