Another Twist in The Tale

all dressed in the latest mini’s in those days in 1969, leather boots all shiny, fur tops draped
around the shoulders, heavily made up and very sexy and the waiting crowd all looking at
them.
Suddenly one of them rushed over to myself and my friend, and she threw her arms around
me as she was running and she hugged me and kissed me on the lips like a mad woman and
we both fell on the floor, we were all laughing and giggling and my friend said to me “I wish I
had an auntie like this one” and I replied “she is not my aunt she is my cousin Patricia”.
My 2 cousins Patricia and Natasha whisked me off to their home which was a castle just
outside Rome, in a chauffeur driven Rolls Royce. I thought “wow” there was me sitting in the
back of this glorious limousine between 2 very attractive, sensual, full of personality, all of us
giggling away until we reached our destination.
Patricia just couldn't keep her wondering hands off me and I found it slightly embarrassing
but I suppose looking back I enjoyed it. We entered the castle though the main entrance,
through 2 or 3 beautifully decorated rooms until we reached the dining room which was very,
very, baronial and in the centre was a tremendous beautiful very old dining table about 20
feet long all laid out with cutlery wine glasses etc. etc.
At the very end sitting down at the head of the table was Dino de Laurentis, who owned the
largest film studio in the world named the Dino Laurentis film studios, he was married to my
cousin Silvano Mangano. He jumped up from the table rushed towards me, he was dressed
in a shirt tie and with a butchers blue and white striped apron on, threw his arms around me,
kissed me on my cheeks a 100 times, excited and screaming babbling away in Italian, myself
knowing half a dozen Italian words and he was nearly crying with excitement.
At that very moment my auntie Jacques entered the room with her eldest daughter Silvano
Mangano, the film star and she threw her arms around me, burst into tears babbling away in
Italian and the only word I understood was Dereko! A beautiful lady full of charm, and very,
very, graceful. Then Dino, obviously the top man of the family, took charge and told us what
their plans were, we went to another room where we had quite a few drinks, laughing and
joking and the best person to translate was my auntie Jacques, because she was the lady who
married the Italian waiter way back in England some time ago. But coming to think about it I
don't think I met him on that gathering, whether he had died I just don't know.
Jumping back a little, to England at the very end of World War 2 in 1945, I was living with my
mum and dad in Shirley in Croydon, when suddenly late in the evening somebody bashed on
our front door and my mother opened the door and there was a 6 ft. guy in pilots uniform
with wings on his chest, he threw his arms around my mother and she wondered who the
dickens are you.
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