A hiatus in blogging for a few days while hosting the visit of Ma and Pa Seffalice. I'll post more fully later on The Most Scottish Town in Italy, pushiness and a statue that looks just like Marty Feldman.
As I always maintained, Seffalices are natural cyclists. We have photos to prove it. But, a question: if a Seffalice was to leave a second-hand bike outside in torrential rain for four weeks and the various knobs and bits round the wheels were now looking a lot rustier than before how significiant woiuld that be?
Update on useful Italian words we pick up:
'Uffa! - either "Come on", if said in an exasperated tone, or "Damn", if said with more resignation or sarcasm.
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