in hawaii, people five miles away would hear me practising. this blissful state of affairs lasted 10 years, then a pensioner couple bought the lot next door.

and i learned to develop a taste for soft jazz!

here in italy, i found out they can hear me in the valley about 2 miles away as the crow (and the soundwave) fly.

i was down in the bar there one day and this sweet little old lady mentioned that she heard me.

as sometimes i like to cut some loud (but not rude!) rock at 3 am, i was bracing myself for some critique, when i asked her if that was ok.

good neighbourly relations are important, especially as a 'straniero'.

she smiled and said she liked it because it kept her company....

awww

what a sweetheart!

next thing she'll be showing up at the 'free biker' bar, i expect.

rockin' grannies rule!

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