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So, this is day two of Hobart Books' World Tour of Italy - or, as my wife calls it - our holiday. This post is being sent to you from Cumbria. Not Umbria, Cumbria. You see we hit a snag. A series of snags in fact, the snaggiest of which was the fact that the plane belonging to a company whose name rhymes with Brian Hair, was so late that we could never have made it to our accommodation on the other side.

So my dreams of taking Hobart Books to the World... well, Europe... okay just Italy, were dashed.

The end.