Last night we were talking about luck.  I was at dinner in an Indian restaurant , (very good and nice change), in the city center with the group from school that does yoga on Thursday afternoons.  There were 3 Americans, an Italian, a German and a French gal.  When we say "touch wood", Italians say "touch iron" and the french touch both.  The German gal didn't think the Germans touch anything.  But what else do Italians touch?  Testicles!  What does this tell us?  The funny thing is what Italians find unlucky.  Principally nuns, hearses and broken olive oil bottles.  Just imagine the funeral procession of a nun clonked on the head by a bottle of oil!

Tonight Grace is celebrating her birthday with 5 friends.  GP and I are off to sleep at the grandparents and leaving them to their own devices.  I have no fear.  And I'll get some sleep.  xxoo me