Richard had mastered the Italian language or so he thought and had conveniently forgotten that episode in Padua where he'd thought he ordered spaghetti and meatballs and received a plate of earth worms covered with pickled dahlia bulbs. He decided to move on with his lingual adventures and signed up on-line for an internet programme in tongues -
La lingua Franca it was named and, out of hubris really, Richard placed his orders in Italian rather than in his mother tongue English. "A bit of French will be good for me" he thought and had a little dream about his holiday planned for 2020.
He was in for a big surprise when the course materials popped up on his computer screen in all their graphic glory.
"Crikey" he said to himself "I'd better hide those from Shelley" just as there was a loud banging on the door. "Customs and Police" the authoritarian voices announced ............
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"Gotcha matey" laughed the couple as they arrived for a barbeque outside dinner despite the freezing conditions.
Richard mumbled in Italian "Holy mother my oven door please help me".
Instantly the nice men from the factory turned up and fixed his oven and they had a pleasant evening inside.
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