Well, we are nearing the end of our time in Puglia.  We're spending a couple of days in or near Napoli before we fly back on Sunday, presumably troughing like total pigs, rather than paying all that much attention to culture and all that bobbins.

Mrs. Toad is doing Sudoku and complaining about the 'wrong sort of paper'.  I kid you not, it's just like British fucking Rail and their 'wrong type of snow', but she insists it's just for that reason that she can't solve them, not because they're too hard.  Personally I find myself wondering if 'evil' is used to describe the comments one's spouse will inevitably make when you fail to complete it, rather than the actual difficulty of the Sudoku puzzle itself.

So yes, we have done the lazing about and there are now a few days of actually doing shit in between us and a return to the damp splendour of the British Isles.  I suppose this is what you're supposed to do on holiday - pay attention to the country you're in and return, eventually - but honestly, another week of doing bollocks-all wouldn't hurt anyone would it?

Toadcast #75 - The Bone Idlecast

01. Snow Patrol - An Olive Grove Facing the Sea (04.14)
02. Beck - The Golden Age (12.33)
03. Belle & Sebastian - Simple Things (19.32)
04. Casiotone for the Painfully Alone - Tom Justice, the Choirboy Robber (21.00)
05. Johnny Cash - Folsom Prison Blues (29.10)
06. Navigator - Work is Done (NOT Change, as we announced, sorry!) (34.44)
07. Lord Cut Glass - Holy Fuck! (40.19)
08. Son Volt - Sultana (46.46)
09. Smog - Drinking at the Dam (56.30)
10. Alela Diane - Age Old Blue (60.17)