We like going to restuarants that provide ‘workers’ lunches. Thirteen euros buys two courses a carafe of wine and an espresso.

Fräulein and I try not to get our hands too dirty, but occasionally we put on our workers clothes and do actual work, this is normally when we receive an E mail from a customer that says, we have changed our plans, we will be arriving in fourteen days, can you get the windows painted before we arrive? Yeah sure, why not!

In our work clothes we blend in with the workers, maybe Fräulein doesn’t as there are few beautiful female painters / builders over here.

We have found a beautiful villa that is trying to break into the workers lunch franchise. Their lunch is Ten Euros, the tables have proper table cloths, linen napkins and fabulous food. I took our main contractor there and he loved the price, enjoyed the food, but pointed out the waitresses at the other place were prettier and had long legs and so he preferred to pay the extra three euros!

Yesterday, we had a rather stressful meeting with our master builder, we were discussing which work would be completed over the next two weeks, there was some disagreement. In the end, I won the discussion, I think, I hope.

Fräulein and I had decided to not drink wine or alcohol during the week, however after the meeting we headed for the €10 workers lunch and a glass or two of wine.

As we sat down at the table in the garden, it was impossible not to notice twenty kids in leotards going through a dance routine with their summer camp teacher. After the discussion with our master builder, noisy sweaty kids was just too much. We politely asked to change tables a little further away from the dance troop and forget the carafe of wine, bring a good bottle of prosecco.

The prosecco turned up as did the agnolotti. Agnolotti is similar to ravioli, ok that is a bit of a disservice That is like comparing a Jaguar XJS with an Austin Allegro. And then a very hairy dog arrived, big puppy dog eyes and lots of slobber. It wanted a taste of my agnolotti but there was non to spare, it wandered over to Fräulein and tried its luck with her, after she gently refused it and stroked its hair it came back to me, sat down and promptly farted.

Maybe I need to use this way of showing complete distain for any situation. I need the floor down within fourteen days. It is not possible, Pino is busy with the painting, Daniele is cementing the stairs and I only have one set of hands. Hmm let me put the problem to you a different way, let me sit down… FRRRUMMMP!

I am sure I would at the very least get my master builders attention.