Wednesday, 16 July 2014

Kev and his roman nose.

My father always said we came from the Po Valley in the north of Italy, which was true in the broad sense - the Po being an absurdly broad valley. He also sported what was referred to in the family as a Roman nose. I share his nose as do a range of my cousins. 

I found a fellow Roman Nosed personage in the San Lorenzo cemetery in the suburbs of Rome. It could be Kev in marble.

The cemetery is full of grand and grotesque images of the dear departed.
This veil is killing me.

Drinking is part of a monk's life.

Maccas made me.
You'd go cross eyed too.

Taaa Daaaaa1!


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