It is still pouring down with rain,the Tiber has burst its banks, the state of the local roads is even more parlous than usual ( potholes swell alarmingly here ) and I'm at home with two damp and bedraggled sheepdogs . The boyz are exhausted after a long morning spent barking at the hungry wild boar that come out of the forest to forage among the olives. They are now towel dried and snoring in front of the fire. It's 13 degrees here, minus 2 in Scotland and snow is forecast for New Orleans. All in all Umbria is not a bad place to be.
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