Where do the women look like men and the men look very flushed??? At the Forza Italia dinner of course! How should I know? Easier than the first question: because I went there last night. A full 130 fanatics furiously clapping and gurgling surrounded me, the astonished rabbit. sitting there, not quite knowing what to expect next. It was one of those rare evenings, where you leave home bracing yourself for the worst and reality turns out to be well beyond what you had actually imagined… Even the prime candidate, the person everyone was there to celebrate, strolled in one hour and 30 minutes late, having not even bothered to comb her hair (more to the gusto of the local contadinis?).
What next? Watch this space.
Mummmm.
Muuuuuuuum.
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