As I Drove Out One August Morning: 02

Today I re-acquainted myself with two old friends.
The one had been taking care of the other for some years now.

I travelled under the Devil's Punchbowl:

I met with the Movie Star and the Tenor in Roma:

We drank coffee (which the Movie Star paid for).
I gave the Movie Star a gift:

I returned via a sinister ruin on a hilltop high:

I took the strings off the tenor and gave it a polish:

Y'see now, this is the sort of thing could happen to you if you were an international man of intrigue like me.