7th February 2008
My wife thinks I’m simply attention seeking, but I know that I’m cursed.
Take any street entertainer, anywhere, and get him to pick an idiot out of the crowd to be made a fool of, and it will be me. I don’t push people aside to get to the front and I don’t want the attention, I promise.
I used to cope in England (and in English), but when I got picked by a wild-eyed amateur Italian fire-juggler to participate in his act, it was a little disconcerting. Maybe he said “throw the flaming torch to me’, maybe he said “throw the flaming torch at me”, maybe he said "on no account throw that flaming torch anywhere near me!”
I was concentrating like never before and threw the flaming torch in his general direction, half closing my eyes, just in case I killed the crazy man in Renaissance costume during Carnevale.
The rest is a bit of a blur, but he lived.
On a much happier note, I have managed to join another football team. They are older, slower and friendlier, and they play indoors! My joy is unbounded, as is my newly discovered turn of pace against men ‘of a certain age’.
The stupidest thing I did today;
I assumed that men ‘of a certain age’ would have thrown off the shackles of post-match hair gel, fancy dressing gowns and hair driers, but no.
Hey, at least you're laughing with us. Thanks for the comments they make our day.
Hi Venecia, Lucca is a beautiful place to live. Thanks for stopping by come back anytime.
Posted by: amanda hyzler | February 13, 2008 at 10:31 PM
You guys crack me up! This is so funny! btw..I love the comments you leave on my blog. Thanks for always making me smile :)
Posted by: Maryann | February 11, 2008 at 10:38 PM
Dear Julian, Sometimes men of a certain age send out signals like beacons of jeti light
to those men who call out into crowds " hey you throw me a torch". Indicating you have not lost your daring daredevil ways quite yet,as opposed to being a staid and not so risky father type.I've got one at home, well most of the time he's out running or training for a marathon , asked him once was he planning for the Olympics , and if he was, I didn't think they had a geriatric run included in the 20008 one.
As for joining the club that's great its a place for men to bond with one sentence thoughts and compare colognes as well as hair jells I suppose now.
My husband Dan actually commented to his friend Bob who has no hair that he was using cream rinse not shampoo while in the mens showers at the gym.How Bizzare!
Posted by: Antonina Cross[Nell} | February 10, 2008 at 06:08 PM
Hi! I have just found your blog. I'm a mexican who lives for some periods at Lucca, in Toscana.
I like your blog! Saluti!
Posted by: Venecia | February 10, 2008 at 07:53 AM
This is so funny! Chris and I both got a little laugh :) Glad that guy survived!
Posted by: erin :: the olive notes | February 09, 2008 at 10:21 AM