The images hardly qualified as jaw-dropping porn, but erotica is all about context.
To be gay in the Vatican is no guarantee of success, mark of belonging, or shortcut to erotic intrigue.
As we proceed it seems impossible to believe that these dank, dark surroundings were once flooded with light and colour.
By the time I turned up at the Vatican gates, I was a nervous wreck.
Eventually, the Domus Aurea will have a complete roof garden.
At a small party of gay monks and their friends in Rome last summer, conversation turned to recollections of that place.