Italy's finest ambassador.

My Italian friend Bruno reads my blog. I know it. Because my Italian true love in Sardinia sees Bruno. He lives nearby. And he mentions stuff he has read. When I’m in Sardinia, I occasionally walk with Bruno. And he talks to me. With his limited English vocabulary. And he does a stellar job with it. Far better than I do with my limited Italian.  I like it that Bruno and his lovely wife, Mariella, have warmed up to me. They’ve had me over for tea and cookies. They are very, very nice people. Wish I could speak fluent Italian. So that I could express my appreciation in more flowing terms. But Bruno gets the gist of what  I’m saying.  He’s Italy’s finest ambassador. –Jim Broede