Up, up and away...

It is possible that my last post worried a few people - AS WELL IT SHOULD - your whole life should be about ME and my welfare. OK, maybe that's a little strong. I do appreciate it when people read my blog. I try to be honest here which includes at least some indication about how I'm feeling about whatever I'm doing, however the written word does miss out on some of the important contextual information. I may write something as a joke but without the tone of voice, it can come across as a serious statement, even a plea for help. Trust me, if I want anyone's help, I will ask. So my darlings (and you know who you are), don't go getting your knickers in a twist.

I'm alive, I'm healthy and the drugs are still working (see, that was a joke). I've relocated to Vigevano where I'm semi-subletting from a friend of a friend whilst working and looking for something more permanent.

I survived the kids classes but just how long they and I will last is a different matter. I've got four hours of teaching here in Vigevano on Saturday (adults, thank god) and I'm meeting up with some people in Milan on Sunday so things are coming together albeit slowly.

Must go now and eat (the welcome dish prepared by the mother of the woman who's employing me).

Ciao my lovelies.