It’s not really been the best week ever! John Arne Riise’s own goal in the (mysteriously added!) fifth minute of injury time in the Liverpool – Chelsea game rather set things off on the wrong foot. Getting robbed on Friday morning wasn’t entirely brilliant. Then yesterday afternoon while we were out, some twat drove into our garage door and caved it in. And to top things off Paola managed to pour a cup of scaldingly hot tea over herself in the evening!
At least we had a pleasant enough afternoon yesterday. We had a party at Paola’s brother’s house with all her family to officially announce the wedding. And it was one of her cousins birthdays too, so a double celebration. Not many photos I’m afraid – just four this time. I kept telling little Enzo to look ‘evil’ not ‘ugly’ but he just didn’t geddit!