In which we acclimatise nicely to villa life.
Coming to a screen near you.
And don’t forget it’s three cheek kisses in Europe.
This post is essentially my confession: confessions of a fortnight misspent in Melbourne’s dens of iniquity and raw fish.
Sunshine, sunburn and skinny dipping — it was the polo weekend!
And I am a freaking typical Libran.
Of Christmas spirit(s). Oh what fun…