Back from Italy.

Lake trout tastes the way swimming is at 6.00am in fresh water. The water smells of earth, skin smells of the water. The mountains are doubled.

I'm tanned, I look well, I have a great smile.

Churches, Futurism, castles and ruins. AC went mad and came home just before I flew out- back in London she slept with a man whose gay dad and boyfriend have Morrissey soap in their bathroom. We went for breakfast I gave her a sunflower- "you're in luck- it's happy people who go mad in Italy day!". That was a week ago. Now I'm back home.

Boys on bikes think I'm very very very nice.

I'll write more tomorrow.