Party animal

This is for those of you who feel that all is not well with your teenage children. You know who you are. Watch this and know. It could be so much worse.

Via Andrew Sullivan's Daily Dish.

More wine, fewer roses

Wine and roses, ongoing

I'm emerging, slit-eyed and slightly dyspeptic, from a weekend-long party to celebrate the 50th birthdays of Giuseppe and one of my oldest friends, Janet. We had people from all over, from Bulgaria to Bristol to Arizona to Cologne, as well as the length and breadth of Italy. We ate and drank and danced, and then did it all again. We were legion, and very noisy. The police closed us down. It was an occasion of, and for, excess and affection and I couldn't have been happier or more grateful (and it wasn't even my party!). Thank you. You know who you are.

I'll be posting photos over the next few days. In the meantime, this is a pre-party shot of the living room.