This is a tale which is almost 100% true.
It describes an incident which unfolded as we traipsed around Milan before heading off to Padua to visit my Italian pen-friend Anna Maria. (Anna Maria does not ‘do’ computers, (yet!).)
This time I was not alone, I had Margaret to look after me!
It is more readable, (I sincerely hope), than its sister tale “Travels of a Donkey” which chronicled my solo visit to Bologna.