Ive been here ages ;O) Hello to all and thanks to Italy4me for the warm welcome and the invite to post a few controversial views on here. Those of you who know us know that I, the alpha male of this couple, is never controversial just honest. My honesty involves me asking questions on the spot, when most folks go home and just ask each other. Questions like, if that Hotel has three stars, how many stars does the Italian system have, 20? Or, why does that pizzeria have certificates on the wall for its pizzas, that remind me of school dinners? But most of all I am known for my now famous quote of, “if I want a French menu that belongs in the 70’s, and to eat beef that’s been deep frozen for four years, then defrosted in a microwave before being served to me, then I should live in Paris”. Is that enough controversy for now pet? ;O)
Thankfully I live in SCALEA! In Centro Storico and there are not many mornings when I do not arise walk onto my balcony, look down over the town the sea and the mountains and think that I am the luckiest man alive. Unfortunately there are a few when I forget to get dressed first.
We moved here over twelve months ago to retire and do a little B&B to top up the pension. Retire? That’s a joke I work harder here than I ever did in England. The B&B has become very successful and we have fallen into an apartment cleaning, caretaking, laundry business for those less fortunate than us, who can only holiday here. The difference here is that I enjoy every aspect of our work, we have met some great people and made some brilliant friends, and at the end of each day there is always a mini holiday for us, when we sit on the terrace with a SMALL glass of wine, half planning what’s to be done tomorrow.
Some are now asking, who is this guy? Others are asking, do I know this man? Those who do know me are saying, I hope his internet credit runs out before he opens another bottle. A clue, I can be seen on the occasional “Tony” night out sitting up a far end of the table with a certain grey haired gentleman of small stature, slowly depleting the Calabrian red wine stock while asking philosophical questions like, if we go around the sun, then we must never be able to see what’s on the other side? So what is there? While my wife ignores me, and his wife makes the odd observation like, “look at that pair of daft old buggers!”
Looking forward to meeting you if we have not already, as all who know us know our door is always open as is the bottle on the table.
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