Friday, September 25, 2009

And so to the Cinque Terre

We went down to the harbour, which was defended with cannon out of George III's navy ......
... and fierce coffee-drinking Caribinieri .......
....... and fishermen with HUGE hooks,
And on our way to sea, we were reminded of someone.... now, who could it be??
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  1. Oh where is King George, oh where is he-o
    He's out in the longboat, all on the salt sea-o
    Up flies the kite, down falls the lark-o
    Aunt Ursula Birdwood she has an old ewe
    And she died in her own park-o

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