When I first read the prompt for The Gallery I thought: Relax? Pfffft! I’m not sure if I even remember the meaning of the word!
Then another voice in my head shouted: Whatchoo talkin’ about, Willis? (people born after 1985 will have NO idea what that means). What about Italy?!?
I mean, what is more relaxing than a jacuzzi, on a private roof terrace, of a posh hotel, overlooking Positano?! Let me answer that for you… N-O-T-H-I-N-G!
OK, it was a few years ago now, and life hasn’t really come anywhere near those depths of relaxation since, but I only have to look at this pic and my shoulders start crawling down from around my ears, and a tiny smile inches across my face…