Except in the cities, the Italians don’t seem to go in much for normal width pavements. It could be because, even when provided, the locals walk in the road. The Council therefore constructs a pavement one foot wide, thereby discharging their duty, but making it more comfortable to walk in the road. The chicken or the egg?
Near Genoa, on our way to Tuscany, we stopped for lunch in the lorry park of the motorway services. Parked next to us was a lorry driver sat at the side of his vehicle eating his lunch. Having finished his lunch, the lorry driver turned on a water tap that most continental lorries seem to have on the chassis behind the cab, and rinsed his plate and cutlery.
All perfectly usual. But then he extracted his false teeth and rinsed them, very diplomatically- but instead of reinserting them, he put them in the palm of his hand and wandered off through the lorry park. The question is, was he looking for his mates so he could ventriloquise the teeth into telling an “I say, I say, I say” type joke? Unfortunately, we’ll never know!
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