30-08-14, 06:46 PM
As is typical with me. This is what is commonly known in our house as a Blake day out.
10 years ago my wife and kids went to Italy for a weeks holiday near Pisa. Fantastic villa with pool and massive garden. I persuaded my bike hating wife to visit the Ducati museum and for a tour of the factory. I'm not known for forward thinking so I didn't have an address but thought we would drive around Bologna and find it. The drive was 200km's so by the time we got to Bologna the (young) kids were a bit fractious and after an hour of driving around Bologna my better half had had enough and wanted some lunch and to head back to the villa.
10 years later and we're back at the same villa. This time clever Mickey had got the address from some friends, 1 of them actually friends with the curator. I was feeling very positive about the trip. My wife said she wouldn't visit Bologna this time and my youngest son said he wouldn't either so me and the oldest lad who for a birthday present had a lovely little BMW 120d hired for a couple of days said he'd drive. Off we go and have a right good laugh on the 200km trip. This time the full address is typed into a Sat Nav and it took us right to the door of the factory. Parked in a nearby car park and a belly full of Pizza we go to the security gate only to be told that the Museum and factory tour is closed until the 1st of September. Oh thank you God, for blessing me with such great luck. And to make matters worse, I've just read that Adeejaysdelight Steve was having coffee in Lucca the same day as I was there. Typical.
Mickey the muppet.
10 years ago my wife and kids went to Italy for a weeks holiday near Pisa. Fantastic villa with pool and massive garden. I persuaded my bike hating wife to visit the Ducati museum and for a tour of the factory. I'm not known for forward thinking so I didn't have an address but thought we would drive around Bologna and find it. The drive was 200km's so by the time we got to Bologna the (young) kids were a bit fractious and after an hour of driving around Bologna my better half had had enough and wanted some lunch and to head back to the villa.
10 years later and we're back at the same villa. This time clever Mickey had got the address from some friends, 1 of them actually friends with the curator. I was feeling very positive about the trip. My wife said she wouldn't visit Bologna this time and my youngest son said he wouldn't either so me and the oldest lad who for a birthday present had a lovely little BMW 120d hired for a couple of days said he'd drive. Off we go and have a right good laugh on the 200km trip. This time the full address is typed into a Sat Nav and it took us right to the door of the factory. Parked in a nearby car park and a belly full of Pizza we go to the security gate only to be told that the Museum and factory tour is closed until the 1st of September. Oh thank you God, for blessing me with such great luck. And to make matters worse, I've just read that Adeejaysdelight Steve was having coffee in Lucca the same day as I was there. Typical.
Mickey the muppet.
Sent from my villa in the South of France.
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