Okay in Florence

Thursday 27th March – 1.30pm

A call from our great friends in Italy, Marianna and Simone. As a carabinieri officer he is fully occupied with the consequences of fighting the virus. It has been carnage in the North, but thankfully the family in Florence are all okay. They sounded chipper, and were looking forward to the day when we can split a bottle of Amarone and celebrate survival.

The big news of the day there is Boris Johnson getting corona virus, and a rumour has swept Italy that The Duke of Edinburgh has died. I told her that, as she had thought, it appeared to be fake news, but both him and his missus will surely be in the strictest isolation. He in Balmoral. She in Windsor. So they won't be catching it off each other.

Which reminds me, I must get my second, third and fourth homes out of mothballs. They may be useful. And perhaps the yacht too?

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