Stealthy Lines and Excessive Colour

I try and hot-tail it over to Italy as often as I can to draw, see friends, watch the world go by, practice my 12 words of Italian, drink coffee, eat bread and ham, and cycle through endless, glorious villages and towns near Milan.  Some of my favourite memories of recent years are of freewheeling along the canals, bathing in the sunshine, getting harangued by bugs, listening to music, and generally enjoying myself hugely.  It's been almost a month since I last was there, and I'm starting to get withdrawal symptoms.