So the final day ends in Piazza Navona, outside a restaurant that charges €8.00 for a pint, with an awards ceremony conducted by a man (Just-In) standing on a chair with a megaphone in his hand. Not quite the Oscars; but very much in keeping with the spirit of the event.
Not unsurprisingly The Bollards, U Sane Bolt and the Escort Agency win.... nothing... nada... nyet, zip, zilch. However, we cheer ourselves up later by watching The G, on bended knee, proposing to Simsie... formally, in a restaurant in Rome. Simsie says "Yes!" and there are speeches. The engagement ring is fashioned by Robbit from a serviette with the requisite sparkle provided by Waldorf's cheap green Chinese laser pointer. It is explained that this is a temporary fix...
After the moving ceremony the chaps retire to a roadside beer vendor and settle down on the banks of the mighty river that flows though Rome reminding ourselves of the absolute stupidity of the undertaking.
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