• Sebaldo Pietrovito

The story is set in an Italian Restaurant in Yorkshire I was taken too in my youth called Villa Fiori. As a child from Italian decent we would frequent the restaurant every week. Here I would observe all of the different characters and rules of society. I remember looking up at the head waiter flowing through the restaurant like a god. My Aunties wanted to sleep with him and my Uncles wanted to smoke cigarettes with him. With a face full of lasagna I knew that this was the kind of man I was expected to aspire to; which turned out to be a complete lie!