San Gimignano Martedi

At 08.40 You catch the linea 130 bus from area 3 in piazza Gramsci. Get on presto pronto for the front seats.

Nice ride through the industrial areas between Siena and San Gimignano.

Then off the 130 and on with the sandals and straight through the Porta san Giovanni and up the steep hill to the coffee shop.

Lady there in corner storio makes best cafe coretto me had in Guigno so far.

Then I have to meet the Kooks gig promoters and get the contracts signed

They hang out here

 

Then studys the song list Guidio.

This the song: go this place on the youtubes.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jLI_py2bTWg

My axe man back the rural new buildings lined me up with them, thanks Paddy.

Then relax before the performance and up the grosse torre to the windy places I go.

Twirling can be demanding at times.

And strangely contagiosio.

I do the calentheticios to get fit and strong for the performance.

 

And I land like a butterfly on water over stones....



Then I have social obligatory.

I go see a lady with a bird on her head as favourio the seamstress. Apparently this a deranged relativivio who got tangled up with someone she shoud knw better not to and then she spends all her times talking the birds.

She very nice and tells a very funny joke about a talking parrot and a frozen chook. She has kind eyes and smelt clean. Hands soft too.

She called the lady of the serpent and the bird but her friends calls her Giselle or just Gizzy.

This the look from her front door.

 

This her giardino. Is called

"il giardino del cielo azzurro attraverso gli alberi"

 

Today is about trees as well as me.

In San Gimignano they love the trees. I love San gimmi

Anyway the have special love for this tree

 

Is only 150 years planted but by the hairs the head the saints and the vergines they love this celtis here. Even has a plaque.

I submit a a TPO request to have him removed. I hope the rebecca reminds the st. Andrew to look the root damage and the arboreal cables the crutches up high. If you look closing the foto you see the wires.

While I take this foto I trip the exposed roots and twist my good ankles. It now worst than my bad one.

I also lying on the ground which is unreccomendio di italia.

 

The moto coachio goes home thru the place called the

"Poggibonsi"

Lovely name yes?

 

Btw, After my singing thing, I meet paolo nuntini, he wants me sing with him in Pisa.

 

This how I finish the show.

Time for the three hour sleep, I have been entertaining Chinese IT&C experts in my kitchen. They here on a wine tour. Try saying that pissed in a hong kong accent......

is very late bye byes