The real work began at 4pm with the preparation of the oven.
Firstly, the wood needed cutting and the fire preparing:
Then the dough had to be kneaded and stretched and pulled and rolled:
Then the fire was started...
And we announced a new pope to the whole of Tuscany:
The fire burned hotter and hotter:
While the fire worked to reach the right intensity,
we started on the pizzas:
And set the table ready for the feast:
And quicker than a gecko can scuttle under a bush, they were ready...
In the dying ashes of the pizza oven, we made our bread for tomorrow:
And then we danced...because life is so good!
Mathew commented on his way to bed that today was the best day yet!