tiny fold-up portables to Vespa-sized. These are the way of the future for all big cities, and we don't know why they're not already an integral part of local transportation: AND WE WANT ONE.

We visited our favourite pizzeria in via Giovanni sul Muro on both days, just to check ... and the quality hadn't gone off ...

Saturday 2nd March
We spent some time inside the Duomo, this trip, and it was indeed interesting. The statue of a bloke with strangely clearly delineated body parts, casually carrying something over his arm -- Saint Bartholomew, I subsequently ascertained -- had me beat, until CS explained what it was (his skin; he'd been flayed !). Shoulda known.

The stained glass was far more attractive -- such colours !

(It amazes me that in all these famous places of worship into which open-mouthed tourists constantly come to gawp, locals manage to get their praying done without rising to their feet and striking them savagely ...)
We lunched in a little Tuscan ristorante in via Tomaso that we'd found last trip, and the same padrone was still there, still serving the same wondrous potato+onion salad, and still a Baggio fan (che altro ?).

Sunday 3rd March
We revisited the wonderful Castello Sforzesco, of course ! -- we wanted to see how the reno.s are coming along. Unfortunately for us, one of the biggest and most interesting display rooms was chiuso per restauro, but the edifice itself is as marvellous as ever. (We couldn't ascertain what was newly-done since our last visit; as so often happens, *everything* looked different !)

It rained Friday and Saturday and Sunday. This was because a sister of mine had come to spend the weekend with us (from Germany, where she lives and works), needing R&R. She arrived very late Friday night, and left very early Monday morning to return to the bosom of her high-powered academic environment; so, of course, on Monday the weather was wonderful !, and it remained so for the rest of our month -- with, I believe, the exception of one day.