Air kisses darlings,
Hope you are both wonderful. Or as our friends the Wolframites would say, "vunderful".
Once again I find myself in the thick of the social scene. When I'm not flitting off to extravagant charity events (Sonia, that Venetian gondola ride in aid of clowns' disease was truly inspiring) or visiting friends in the hot zone (Rochelle, that pool complete with Virgin Mary Mother of God grotto you have is capital D vine!) then I find myself simply swimming in duties as the wife of a very important diplomat to the Holy See.
Honestly, I know the Vatican is simply minute but the work is just non-stop. Just the other day I was coordinating a morning tea for the Pope. We wanted to blend Australian culture with Catholicism, so I had the chef make some darling pikelets in the shape of crucifixes. The Yakandandah red raspberry jam was quite realistic when wanting to add a splash of son-of-God blood to the treat!
Jaremy swang by the other day. You can imagine how much he loves it here - wall-to-wall priests brings back some strong images from his childhood. We decided to take in a bit of European culture and popped up for a couple of nights at the Hotel Cipriani and Palazzo Vendramin in Venice. We hired our own gondola to transport us from St Mark's Square and revelled in our own butler service. In fact Jaremy revelled in the butler service in the Casanova spa all evening and I was almost forced to throw them into the water to separate the pair. Thankfully I'd brought Turbs with me as the diplomatic consultant so he kept me ably amused.
Unfortunately we won't be seeing Daisy and Parker-Bowles until Christmas when we fly them over for the holidays. They are surely loving boarding school to pieces and we're just so busy over here we haven't had a single minute to get back and see them. We were hoping they could have come over for Easter but their holidays coincided with the Gucci, Fendi and Prada sales so naturally we were unable to miss the sales and catch up with them.
Had a lovely note from Matildah, she's just landed a part in an off-off Broadway play entitled "Lean Season". In fact it's so off-broadway it's in LA. But anyway, she's playing the role of a young retarded farm girl who is sexually promiscuous with all the local farm hands. It could have been written for her! Jaremy sat in on rehearsals and says she really can do retarded like no-one else - he thinks she's finally found her niche.
Sonia would you be a love and resend that information about the cashmere cardigans? I so need a new crop desperately and I know you always have a fresh supply of stunning twin-sets to team with your double strand of pearls.
Rochelle, can hardly wait for the party. I'm thinking of grabbing some genuine gypsy wear from the area. But what one earth will I do with the gypsies?
Smooches all around,
Brydie x x
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