One of the advantages of working from home is that you gain a new insight into what goes on during the day, when normally one would have been at the office.
This morning, while working in the study, I overheard the activity of the husband in the next room. Our library is situated in the sitting room, with a desk and comfy chair positioned in front of it. The perfect spot for ‘zooms’.
So that gives you the setting – here is some context…
As you know my heritage is Italian. My name gives it away, if nothing else does. Over the years, especially during my time with the husband, we have shared many wonderful times in Italy and closer to home, seeking out Italian food and cultural influence, where possible.
The husband was born and bred in Carlton. An inner Melbourne suburb that in the halcyon days of Italian migration to Australia, supported a significant Italian community. I have always maintained that Tezza Ed is a “wanna be” Italian and that is really why he courted me as his life partner.
Motivated by a variety of reasons, in recent years he has been learning the Italian language. He is modest about his skills, but I can proudly state – he is GOOD. Not a week goes past that he doesn’t share with me his knowledge of conjugated verbs ….. over and over and over again !!
This morning, for no particular reason, I seemed to zone in on his class, being held on zoom in the sitting room. Suddenly, at a very loud volume, I heard Dean Martin belting out “that’s Amore”. Thinking, “oh, how sweet, he is sending me a message to say he loves me”. I left my desk and came to the sitting room to return the sentiment – oh no, it was not for me he was playing the song, he was playing it for his classmates. He tells me it was the song he chose for last week’s homework activity.
In true Italian “moglie” style, I reacted with jealousy …… Wouldn’t you if you realised he is the only bloke in the class ?
This morning, while working in the study, I overheard the activity of the husband in the next room. Our library is situated in the sitting room, with a desk and comfy chair positioned in front of it. The perfect spot for ‘zooms’.
So that gives you the setting – here is some context…
As you know my heritage is Italian. My name gives it away, if nothing else does. Over the years, especially during my time with the husband, we have shared many wonderful times in Italy and closer to home, seeking out Italian food and cultural influence, where possible.
The husband was born and bred in Carlton. An inner Melbourne suburb that in the halcyon days of Italian migration to Australia, supported a significant Italian community. I have always maintained that Tezza Ed is a “wanna be” Italian and that is really why he courted me as his life partner.
Motivated by a variety of reasons, in recent years he has been learning the Italian language. He is modest about his skills, but I can proudly state – he is GOOD. Not a week goes past that he doesn’t share with me his knowledge of conjugated verbs ….. over and over and over again !!
This morning, for no particular reason, I seemed to zone in on his class, being held on zoom in the sitting room. Suddenly, at a very loud volume, I heard Dean Martin belting out “that’s Amore”. Thinking, “oh, how sweet, he is sending me a message to say he loves me”. I left my desk and came to the sitting room to return the sentiment – oh no, it was not for me he was playing the song, he was playing it for his classmates. He tells me it was the song he chose for last week’s homework activity.
In true Italian “moglie” style, I reacted with jealousy …… Wouldn’t you if you realised he is the only bloke in the class ?
Terry on our flight to Napoli
in case you have never heard the song, here are some of the lyrics. If you have heard it before - now try and get the tune out of your head . Or have a listen by linking in above.
Enjoy & stay well
DC x
In Napoli where love is king
When boy meets girl
Here's what they say
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring, ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing, "Vita bella"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool just like a pasta e fasul
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming signore
Scusami, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore
When boy meets girl
Here's what they say
When the moon hits your eye like a big pizza pie
That's amore
When the world seems to shine like you've had too much wine
That's amore
Bells will ring, ting-a-ling-a-ling, ting-a-ling-a-ling
And you'll sing, "Vita bella"
Hearts will play tippy-tippy-tay, tippy-tippy-tay
Like a gay tarantella
When the stars make you drool just like a pasta e fasul
That's amore
When you dance down the street with a cloud at your feet
You're in love
When you walk in a dream but you know you're not
Dreaming signore
Scusami, but you see, back in old Napoli
That's amore
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