With an overdose of wildly vivid imagination, one could just as easily be in a welcoming Belfast pub sharing a bottle of Chianti with friends on an early warm summer evening – instead it’s a chic bar in the incredibly cosmopolitan Italian city of Milan – one of the world's great fashion capitals. To be completely honest though, the similarities are quite facetiously startling - Italy has Silvio Berlusconi, bunga bunga sex parties, criminal phenomenon la Cosa Nostra aka the Mafia, the Cathedral of Speed - Monza.
Away from the high octane world of World Superbikes @ Monza, one turns her attentions to Chianti, Italian food, Italian fashion, and two inordinately stylish and passionate Italian males. Sublime is not having to endure British/Irish stubble rash – anywhere it’s nasty, horrible and painful – Italian stallions are more thoughtful - clean shaven – appreciative of their women.
Italians – both sexes - are famous for their simple yet elegant clothing trends – even if you’re not, one should strive to be chic, elegant and sophisticated. The men love women with an exquisite dress sense, and there was moi with a shoulder bag full of crumpled tee shirts, miniskirts and little else but smalls. The sheer opulence of Italian fashion beckoned - Milan's Via della Spiga – paradise for the discerning fashion aficionado - and moi.
Shopped out, wined and dined - the original plan of driving north to stay in Monza got shelved – Italy has strict drink driving laws – a good excuse to indulge ourselves for a few nights amidst the opulence of an exceptionally beautiful Milan hotel. Outside, while the rain pelted down, flickers of lightning lit the night sky, but it’s doubtful if any one of us took much notice. We did make it North to Monza for Saturday qualifying, and suspenseful, exciting races on a beautiful Sunday, the best of which for moi, was the astonishingly thrilling Pata European Junior Cup event - a ten rider battle right to the chequered flag - the very best of real road racing heroics.
Unlike their fellow Europeans – the Irish – Northerners included, are most certainly not a liberal-minded people, especially so when it comes to extramarital affairs. Those who would dare to have such impure thoughts in Ireland - will be condemned to eternal torment in hell, fire and damnation by any number of deranged bible thumping madmen including paedophiles and criminals - all legally masquerading as men of the cloth.
Not being ever married, nearly married or intending to be married - nor in any way religious - one can honestly say she isn't concerned about the rantings of the Holier than thou freaks of this world, unlike Lucca and Sal. Both will have the cohorts of his Holiness to contend with, but one would suggest playing two into one away from home with moi, is rather more acceptable and legal than paedophile criminals indulging in sickening one on one abusive sex with little children. Paedophiles sentence their young victims to a tormented life of hellfire and damnation, therefore new worldwide laws must be agreed - castration and life behind bars for all abusers of little children - should be the norm.
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