The Festa del paese in honour of Our Lady is celebrated for two days in October. There is mass, and a procession with Our Lady carried shoulder high under a golden canopy (the 1960s practice of roping her onto the back of a Lambretta has, sadly, fallen into abeyance), and the massed clarinets and drums of the village band bray through the streets. There is free pasta, free wine, free goodness knows what after hours, and this year there is a particular frisson.
Thanks to the generous donation of the use of one of the house empty cantinas the Democratic Party will be offering free membership cards. I have no particular liking for the Democratic Party but the delegation that came to ask for the use of the cantina was wholly made up of the comrades: members from time immemorial of the Communist Party of Italy.
It would have been like refusing room to the Beefeaters. And I much prefer the Communist Party of Italy to their modern day successors anyway.
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