The epic poem by John Milton was first published
…..is about lost happiness and lasting pain
…..and as a tender fifteen year old the G-man can
vividly recall the pain he felt in having to study
it at school for his ‘O’ Level in English Lit.
It still hurts !
Anyway, the G-man awoke this morning in Paradiso
around 6.30am for a ‘comfort break’
Passing through the kitchen to the bathroom his eye
caught sight of something out of the window
He stopped !
He stared !
It was a woman leaning over a balcony and facing
the courtyard down below
She was rocking back and forth
The G-man thought she must be being sick
But nothing was spraying out of her mouth into the
courtyard thirty feet below
I certainly was !
Through the double glazed and closed windows he
could hear a faint groaning sound
This was different from the wretched, anguished
sound of people puking
Then adjusting his position slightly the G-man
could see his neighbour, the boyfriend behind her
There was a sudden moment of clarity ! ! ! ! !
Paradiso despoiled !
Strange to be embarrassed in your own home
I moved swiftly to the bathroom before returning
to bed without flushing
And averting my gaze as I passed the window
Manners maketh the man
In flagrante delicto ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !
The flip side is that last night the G-man dined at
This wonderful country restaurant was worth all the
trouble it took to find it…..
…..down a rutted track with pot holes the size of
Giulietta was not happy
A plate of tagliatelle with porcini that was the true
meaning of the expression ‘heaven on a plate’
And it kept on keeping on getting better
Spezzatino with porcini to follow (beef stew)
Well I was happy
Giulietta was grumbling at the thought of the return
A simple case of Paradise restored for the G-man