A visual barrage of last year’s trip to Florence to see the great masters (and drink wine).
I took a day trip to Hever Castle and now feel I must defend Anne Boleyn against 481 years of wrongdoing.
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house not a creature was stirring, not even a—-I’m stirring! Everyone is up! Everyone is awake!!!
No soup for us, no pasta for us, no ticket for us, no smile for us, no wine for us, no straight candles for us.
It’s like a fun mystery game: read the facts and then cast your vote for the most likely source of B’s food poisoning!
Just, you know, a link to my review and another playlist to send you home.