My friend G. (Which has renovated the site invite you to visit http://www.gughifassino.it/ ) spoke to me of umarells.
The umarells, the term is from Bologna, are those old woman who does not have much to do, leave the house because presumably their wives urge them to do so, and so find them a bit 'all over the world. Sitting at the bar tables, in line at the post, in small knots at the park. Very often, standing next to a construction site to comment on the ongoing work.
If you do not talk about how the surface should be reconstructed Street, speaking of the board (lucky them that they see one), the soccer coaches, the good old days.
There are many, characterize our country so well that it would take small reproductions on banquets of souvenirs, including the Colosseum and the Bridge of Sighs.
are many but I remember two in particular.
A umarell sitting on a bench, this summer on the island of Elba. Talked to a lady a few years younger, a grandmother on holiday as a result of the family. Suddenly the man stood up took the bag of bread and said:
"I was delighted to meet, talk with her all day but my wife is waiting for me for lunch at 12.30. I do not want to worry about it. "
He raised his hat slightly and walked smiling on the big avenue toward home.
Galante and true, I saw life.
Another umarell instead goes back to a few years ago. He sat behind me at the Olimpico di Torino. Toro-Catania. We, or rather, A. and L., the two Sicilians who accompany me, cheering Catania. Before long we realize that we are not because london L., fiery actress, does not contain the reactions to the opponent goal.
umarells None of us around us that we are not your welcome, that we should sit in another area of \u200b\u200bthe ring.
That behind me, when the referee fell into obvious error, he gets up and shouts: "Donkey."
Olympic that I know of another, I remain astounded by the elegant expletive.
There's nothing to do, umarells have style.
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