We are going to Sicily on Sunday. For a week. I have no doubt that, in our absence, the plumber, the painter, the builder, the kitchen man, the carpenter and the electrician will work in complete harmony to create a beautiful home into which we can move upon our return. Then again, perhaps not.
Full details of our Sicilian odyssey will follow at the end of the month (yes, yes, you are on the edge of your seat). The Princess has been studying the Guardian’s supplement on Greek monsters (many of whom resided in Sicily) in anticipation of our trip. It’s never too early to hothouse, you know.
You absolutely must visit the crypt under the Capuchin church in Palermo, where they embalmed the deceased, dressed him/her in his/her Sunday finest, and hung them on the walls. It would be a great educational tool for the children: “See what happens to bad little children?”
Just make sure The Princess doesn’t bag herself a Hydra or similar as a pet ..
BroLo has now made me want to visit Palermo just to view that crypt.