There's always something faintly alarming when a bloke lurches up to you in the street and says, in an indistinct and unfamiliar accent: "where are you from then?"
When you are en famille, and promenading through one of Europe's premier tourist destinations (see photo above), the sense of alarm is heightened.
"I've been here five years. Brilliant!", said our interlocutor, who was smiling, probably fairly sozzled, and with a brogue which I could begin to place as Scottish - indeed Sauchiehall Street if I had to be more precise.
"I went to a bar for the England match. Fantastic! Everyone cheering. And when you guys lost they put a banner up saying: 'September 18th'. How does it feel when everybody hates you!" And with that he sauntered off.
His jibes had been delivered with such a genial smile, and impenetrable accent, that half the family thought he was a very decent local to engage us tourists in such engaging banter.
Seems like Pisa is leaning towards a 'yes' vote.
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