2020-04-19, Sunday
A tasty April Sunday spoiled by necessity!
I have no farming skills and had to have my garden milled.
Garden...: an overstatement for a handkerchief of land where I raise few things which I want well spaced out.
And it was necessary to use a motorhoe which, however, beyond an obvious reluctance to let it get across the party hall, the main dining room and the atrium, presents a dimensional problem: it passes in the narrowest points with a light of an inch!
So, for 8 minutes of tillage, it was necessary to intervene with a tractor, splendid orange spot in the well-known Po Valley green.
Ridiculous?
I agree.
Ridiculousness, to me, contained by its cost...
I pitifully overlook the discussions I had with the Moroccan factotum for whom accepting desires other than his own beliefs is much more difficult than it would be to spit in the Ka'ba while eating a ham sandwich, while drinking grappa.
I'm exhausted!
Exhausted, but smooth!
The eau de Cologne, which I completed the pogonotomic ritual with, has a perfect olfactory continuity with Anglolatherer.
I omit pleonastic considerations on the result of shaving having exhausted the self-granted space indulging in descriptions of agrarian problems.
The most pessimistic people will think that the curious inclination that appears in the photo is due to the recent earthquake: nothing could be more wrong!
It is an artistic special effect due to my photographic genius!
Sapone PS: Valobra Glicerolanolina
Sapone: TOBS, Jermin St for Sensitive Skin
Pennello: Frank Shaving, Manchurian Silvertip HMW, 22
Rasoio: Gillette, Super Speed ’40 Style, 1961
Lametta: Polsilver, Wizamet
AS 1: MilMil, Biensur
AS 2: Ai Monasteri, Balsamo
EdT: Farmacia Vaticana, Acqua di Colonia
ST: Sonny Rollins-Rollins plays for Bird
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