Mum's drawing/painting in her diary for the 'Postcards from Venice' series of her new leather gloves.
Mum and Clare in the kitchen for the morning coffee ritual.
That's a big crane!
Clare in the Coop as we purchased some final groceries.
Bar Melograno on Riva dei Sette Martiri.
This hot chocolate was SO thick that it was impossible to drink and had to be consumed with a spoon.
Clare and Mum at Bar Melograno.
Me rocking the shopping trolley full of groceries from Coop like a proper Venetian!
All the steps on the bridges are slightly less fun though....
Fondamenta dell' Arsenale
Lunch at the apartment.
Isola di San Michele, the cemetery island. This man seems somewhat put out that the Grim Reaper is looking over his shoulder.
Didn't enjoy my time here as much as I might have done, since all too aware that I shouldn't be taking photos (there are signs at the entrance saying so) and worried that some grumpy Italian would leap out from behind a gravestone and tick me off. Looking furtively over my shoulder before taking either iPhone or Nikon photo was not really conducive to creativity and relaxed 'seeing'. Consequently all photos a bit ho-hum and not all as carefully composed as they could be due to my haste.
I've photographed this one on a previous visit, I love it, and I'm sure the girl on the right was already dead when she was photographed.
Magnificent gold ballet shoes on the grave of a young girl who was obviously a dancer, based on the photos of her on the tombstone.
Beautiful stone angel.
How to cram in many monuments into a small space.