This one’s for Zinnia.
Driving into a one-street village on the Abruzzo coast last week, we slowed down as a procession headed towards us, led by a stout women bearing a tall crucifix in front of her, accompanied by two children. Behind them came a hearse and following on foot were the family members. The widow was there, shrouded in black, accompanied by her son walking with folded arms, looking either stoic or bored, and wearing huge fly-eye sunglasses.
He was dressed in black jeans and a black t-shirt … with large silver sequined letters …
I yelped with delight and grabbed Mr B’s arm and shouted, “LOOK AT THAT!”
The young man unfolded his arms …
I hope our hoots of laughter didn’t spoil the moment … too much.
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Well, my goodness, thank you – I’ve never had a blog post dedicated to me before.
(And I’m glad you’re blogging again – I missed you.)
But what did the t-shirt SAY??? Do tell – or is this another of your guessing games?
Yay! Now I can see it!! Thank you very much – hilarious!!!