Venice

Bill Quirie

It was late February when my wife reminded me that as it was our Silver Wedding anniversary soon, she would like to visit Venice for a few days. I said that would be fine, and that I would book it for her. However, she did add that I was going with her, yet she knew I had never ever wanted to go to Venice.

Why would anyone want to go to a city that only had boats for transport, unless of course it was in Bora Bora in the South Pacific, now that I could understand. In addition what about the pungent canals, the hordes of annoying tourists being shepherded about, and some fat 'oik' in a gondola singing off key, whilst trying to sound romantic, at the same time as charging you a fortune for the 'so called' pleasure. ... (continues)