Saturday, 7 July 2007
And to prove it...
Above, triumphant proof that Roger (or his bike, at least) has indeed reached Rome and has not, as one wag suggested, been hiding in the garden shed for a month. And on the left, Etruscan tombs at Sori on Albert's route this morning. He's now staying with the SpanglyPrincess, or would be, were she not in England at the moment, so in practice he's staying with her flatmates who may well think him quite mad.
His passport, after a lot of faffing with the web sites of large and well-known international delivery companies (and the Royal Mail's site, which offered to deliver it amazingly cheaply in 48 hours to 28 countries none of which was Italy) which told me my postcode didn't exist, or that they couldn't even collect it until Monday, finally caught this evening's flight from East Midlands airport. So a big thank you to the incredibly helpful staff at Easypost UK, who did just what it says on the tin, charged me less than the other companies wanted for a slower service, and will be delivering the passport to Roger in Rome on Monday.
And congratulations, that Herring, on your achievement, despite snow, persistently evil winds and a disintegrating rear wheel. Pats and I are dead proud of you.