Don't sell it until I've been to Rome next year.

I went to Rome in 1968 on a school trip. We had an audience with Pope Paul, not a bad old boy, though I doubt whether he was really in control. At one point I was about three feet away from him. He was a small bloke but he mentioned our school and we all cheered like mad. I also saw Michelangelo's Pietà in St Peter's. We all paraded past the amazing statue and kissed the foot of Jesus. A few years later some lunatic attacked the statue with a hammer, so you can't get near it any more. We went to Florence in May and saw some amazing Michelangelo sculptures, so I determined to get Mrs Steve to Rome to see the stuff I may have seen as an immature schoolboy but never really appreciated. Not just the Michelangelo, though he really does it for me. Those bloody Medicis...

Damn this bloody thread drift...