I was going to race in Italy with a friend HV, and had the option of flying direct for the race, or bringing the kids for a mini Italian jaunt before the race.

The kids were desperate to visit Italy because they like pizza and pasta, so I decided to bring them to visit Florence, Bologna, Sam Marino, and Rimini.

We took a late flight to Bologna, which was then further delayed, so we got into Bologna at past 01:00 in the morning.

Passing time at LHR with a game of Uno
01:30 queueing for taxi at Bologna Airport. Big Boy O: “The worst thing is so many Italians are smoking!”
Baby-F can sleep sitting up = potential to be a doctor or banker..!