Mind the Gap
I was happily enjoying a solitary lunch in an Italian restaurant the other day (a very nice minestrone as it happens), when my solitude was interrupted by the proprietor wanting to chat – it was a quiet day. Well, you have to be polite so I indulged him even though his English is only marginally better than my Italian. He wanted to talk politics, so having stumbled through Brexit (he’s in favour) and Boris (I’m…