Here is Denzel Washington, just as he was leaving Positano. Over the last few days, other VIPS in town have been: the Italian President, Prodi, who honestly I wouldn't have known even if he sat down next to me and introduced himself. A Red Hot Chilli Pepper has apparantly stopped by after visiting Woody Harrelson who is holed up in a villa in a nearby town while his wife gives birth. Apparantly George Clooney is on his way here too...but you should never believe everything you read in the papers, especially the local ones!
Changing the subject, while relaxing on the sofa with my darling family last night, Skye dug behind a cushion and pulled something out, clutching it tightly in her fist.
“I got a special fing, Mummy!” she told me happily.
“Have you? Let me see, what is it?”
She hid her hand behind her back, so I tickled her until she surrendered and handed over her special thing.
It was a HUMAN WISDOM TOOTH. A used one.
“Bleeugh!” I shouted in horror, and without thinking I turned to Carlo and asked, “Did you bring this home from work with you ?”
There was a moment of silence as an image of him bringing dead body parts home for his daughter to play with flashed through both our minds.
“Sorry, don't answer that,” I said sheepishly. “Skye, WHERE did you get that from?”
“The beach. Give it back, its mine!”
Carlo disposed of the tooth. I washed her hands.
How does someone lose a wisdom tooth on the beach?