Buon Giorno Ragazzi & a warm welcome to yet more Fabulous Followers,
Yes, summer has finally arrived here in Tuscany and what a relief it is.
Today I am talking about Fiano’s Preparations for Celebration and our local Characters, A Large American, Farty Barty, My Man & a Smashed Rear Windscreen, Silvio Berlusconi (yes him), our Rock Concert Rehearsal & ‘My Father, The Assassin’.
Our local village of Fiano is getting ready to celebrate La Festa di Prima Estate, basically the start of Summer. Also, ’15 anni di Storia del G S Fiano con Cena in Piazza’, that is 15 years of the History of Fiano with Supper in the Piazza on 21 June. So it is all getting very hectic here.
A local character, who had best remain nameless, was telling us that a lovely lady in her sixties or seventies, who we see regularly, brought a large American into the Alimentare/Bar recently and now she is pregnant. How recent this was, we are not sure, but she denies everything! We are told lots of tall stories in Fiano….
I forgot to mention that whilst I was in England, my man had a little problem with Harry Honda the car. A passing tractor managed to fire an old vine root, looking much like a fossilised dog’s head, straight through the rear windscreen! My man, sweating buckets and upping his blood pressure, chased the tractor across three large vineyards waving the offending article above his head. The driver calmly rang his boss who arrived, rang his own garage and arranged for the delivery of a new rear windscreen immediately! This seemed too good to be true, but no, it was genuine and the new glass was fitted last Thursday at no cost! However, we can hear lots of small pieces of glass rattling around inside the door. Nothing a drop of Chianti won’t fix.
The offended vehicle and the offending article.
After two weeks of trying to catch Farty Barty the cat during vet opening hours, we finally got him in the cage yesterday morning. He always knows when something is up and has been arriving for food last thing at night! He has now had his overdue jab, but looked very upset when the vet suggested snipping off his vital bits. So, I doubt if we’ll see him again for at least five days when hunger will have him sneaking low profile into the kitchen at midnight!
My man has also been in defensive mode, clapping his hands over his own bits every time I pick up a kitchen knife or a pair of scissors!
I’ll be back in a minute; I just want to check the latest on the gorgeous Silvio Berlusconi! Mmmm, this will take a bit of reading, so I’ll join my man for an aperitivo and come back later………. Well hello again. I’ve enjoyed a nice aperitivo & had lunch (pranzo) and can now tell you what is going on with our good friend Silvio. I also visited his blog site and fan club site. I’m sure he must visit the latter last thing every night so that he can feel loved and refreshed in the morning. Well, the news from the courts is much the same; this time former dental hygienist, Nicole Minetti, claims she loved the ex-prime minister and never invited anyone to his Bunga Bunga parties. Perhaps he was just after a good flossing!
Thursday evening was a final rehearsal for ‘The Rock Chick Band’s” concert party and despite my lack of practice, my voice seemed OK. One high note was a bit difficult, however, Lorenzo the rhythm guitarist has an alto voice (or very tight jeans), so worst ways he could cover for me! We are getting very excited now, only two weeks to go and if you are in Tuscany and would like to come, email me at june.finnigan@virgin.net.
Well must go and plant some new rosemary and dead-head a few roses. On the other hand, it might be aperitivo time again…..
have a great week and don’t forget to click top right of this page if you want to view or buy the book, ‘My Father, the Assassin’.
Ciao June x
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