.... dear Luigi. You are gone to the great Giro d'Italia in the sky.
Dear Luigi, my lovely Italian boy has gone forever. His perfectly formed
Italian geometry gone. Luigi has had a breakdown. He has cracked his
headtube. The gloriously Celeste steed of mine has gone on his last journey.
When the undertaker said to me about what colour I would like Luigi's
replacement to be, I gave him a surprised look and said rhetorically, "Can
there be any other colour?" He knew what I meant, nodding his head
sympathetically and wrote 'celeste' down on a note pad...
So sometime soon I should have Luigi's replacement...
....who is likely to be known as 'Silvio' after the former Italian politician
who is known for, amongst other things, a visit to the cosmetic surgeon to
keep his youthful good looks ;-)
When my new steed arrives, I shall have to take a picture.
In the meantime, I shall weep for the loss of my beloved Luigi
Cheers, helen s
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