When one went on one's Grand Tour......

When one went on one's Grand Tour at the age of 19, one lodged with an Old Harrovian.

One does want despewuttly to avoid blowing his cover.

I was lucky enuff to spend two months in Florence, Tuscany, Italy.

Florence is a charming woman and a wonderful city. Home of the Italian Renaissance.

One attended letchings at the Brutish Institute there.

I nearly read one of the books in the splendid libwawy, which overlooks the River Arnold.

Well - anyway the point one was wanting to make was that it was quite a shock for me to note quite how entirely PHONETIC the Eyetie lingo actually iz.

As are many others. It was only living in these warmer climes that brought it home.

Some Italian women would burst into tears over how hard they found English spelling.