Elizabeth and Roy are very patient with me. Today I content myself with just a morning spritz over the 2 layers of whitewash which have been laid on over the past 2 days. In the late afternoon – the sane time to work – instead of helping out, I’ll represent us at the funeral of il padre di Giuseppe, the lovely MyHouse Joe, who has been so patient with me – answering every question (about Mass times, about shop openings); storing my cane, when I forgot it in the rush to leap on the Palermo bus in April ’13.
In the meantime…