Alternate title: The G-man goes grande in Italia
To coin a phrase…..
…..a funny thing happened on the way…..
…..to Vicenza on the train in this instance
There he was, the G.-man leaning back soaking up
the sunshine and dreaming of all things Italian…..
Then a WOOF ! ! !
Holy macaroni ! ! ! ! !
The four-legged furry friend on his owners lap across
the aisle was looking straight at me…..
On the other side of me the G-moll giggled…..
…..the furry friend’s best friends smiled approvingly
Feeling very pleased with herself, the G-moll casually
‘I do a very authentic dog bark’
What had just happened ?
Was the G-moll harbouring dark, canine secrets ?
Or was it just an unusual case of aspergers ?
Fortunately our fellow travellers were getting off and
the G-moll reverted to English
It was a…
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