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So there you have it. We finally bid arrivederci to Verona and all its mad monks, feuding families and tormented teenagers with this rather splendid Italianesque poster. Is it just me or is there something of the young Michael Caine about our Romeo (if the young Michael Caine had been prone to fits of pronounced mooning and moping, that is)? No? Oh well, please yourselves. Anyway, that’s probably enough lovesick teenagers for the moment. Things may go a little quiet on the blog front for a wee while but we will be back sometime this Millenium with the final chapter in Volume Two of the Travels, the one we’re almost certainly calling Episode Twenty-Two, ‘The Revolution Will Not be Narrated’…
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Ha, Harr!!! A fine tale of the high seas and that be a mighty fine lookin’ ship me hearty’s!
Ha, Haaarrrrrrrrr……..
Why aren’t there any painkillers on pirate ships?
Because the parrots eat them all!
(Paracetamol)
What do you call a happy pirate?
Jolly Roger!!