The Best Of Victoria Paris

again without laptop.

Priscilla was drunk on brandy September 5, due to circumstances beyond my control (which was not much left of the will after sparkling, Syrah, vin santo and grappa, but still I have not drunk) and now the keyboard refuses will obey. :-( Fortunately

Piculin arrived last Saturday, Asus, and I'm back in

freedom.

Ok, Piculin is not much of a name, I would have called Fulgenzio, with Priscilla that there was fine, but have chosen the men of the house. Indeed.

Meanwhile, I found Mark Malvaldi, writer Class '74 posted by Sellerio. His first feature "The trump card in five" I liked it so much that I bought the second and third of the yellow ("The shell game" and "The King of Games") as soon as I could. And that is just set foot in Florence, which seem to have disappeared in the Romagna.

Le avventure semiserie di Massimo, barrista (sissì, con due erre!) sulla riviera toscana e del di lui nonno Ampelio - perennemente accompagnato dalla sua cricca di vecchietti, giocatori incalliti e incapaci di non farsi una sportina di fatti propri - mi hanno divertito ed incuriosito. In bocca al lupo a Marco Malvaldi, dunque, che se lo merita davvero.

Che altro? Ah, già, mi hanno regalato questo. Non dirò nulla, si commenta da sé.

Saluti.