 On every long car journey you occasionally have to stop for petrol. It's a chance to stretch your legs, buy some chocolate and have a pee. Sometimes you spend time politely answering question about the date and make of the old car you are driving.Everybody carries a camera in their phone these days so it's often time for a 'selfie'  But last week somewhere in Italy we met Monica. She was delightful and enthusiastic and pleaded with us to let her sit in the Type 55 Bugatti."Of Course" we said. " It will be a great pleasure to add even more beauty to such a beautiful car." So she slid gracefully into the driver's seat and smiled. As we got to know Monica a little, we encouraged her to pose for us and she responded with gusto. I tried to speak Italian but she just laughed at me.  The Bugatti was one of five Pre War Cars on a mission to drive up the famous Stelvio Pass and we will tell you more about the great adventure at a future date. We took pictures of Monica on her phone and she was delighted. I suggested we stop and enjoy a cup of coffee with her and maybe learn a little Italian, but I was firmly slapped down and reminded we had a long way to go. So we bid a sad farewell to our new friend and set course for Livigno. I made a mental note to try and learn some more Italian. Addio il mio bel amico. Text & pictures Robin Batchelor. |
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A girl in the garage.
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