Last day

I am all packed up but not ready to go!

For the last three days I have been in bed with a chest infection and missed my last days here.
Luckily I had some anti-biotics with me & began taking them as soon as I felt it coming on last Saturday. Even this morning I was so bad I looked at flights for next week, I didn't think I could consider going home tomorrow.

This afternoon I felt slightly better, the sun had come out and I decided to go out for a short walk to see how I managed. The two bridges were hell I was so stiff after not walking for several days. But I strolled around the block, sat on the Zattere and had soming to eat

I returned home via the two bridges with the ramps (still there from the Venice marathon last October). The two flights were not two bad to climb. Tomorrow I will set the alarm for 07.30 to allow my chest to clear after being laid down all night. Hopefully I will make it home OK and Richard being a wonderful neighbour will be at Manchester Terminal 1 to meet me. Without such good friends I couldn't do this. Jackie and Sylvia have looked after my house and paid bills. Margaret and Richard have also looked on and prepared for my homecoming with washing and shopping. Richard also did a sterling job in getting me to Manchester airport in terrible weather conditions.
Thank you to all of you.

Gaspare has just called to return some DVDs I loaned him and I said there maybe a return trip in November. I just need a new tennant in my house.

Arrividerci and caio, caio, caio.