Little Ordinary Rain Tales:THE WET PONCHERELLO

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I was around 7.My parents were not separated for long and my mom was still emotionally messy.I used to walk to school with my friends,being just around the corner from my home but not that morning.The night before heavily rained and in the morning was still drizzling so my mother decided to drive me to school.It was spring time and back in those days the road police had two different uniform according with the season:black for winter and white for summer.Our neighbour’s son just graduated from the academy and he was assigned to patrol the local primary school during the rush hours.

He was quite pompous in his uniform, feeling like one of the Chips.At the time it was among the most popular and loved tv shows.Truth to be said he was not as good looking as neither John nor Frank.Not even close and his job was basically the one nowadays carried out by the lollipop ladies.To us, primary kids, he was anyway the symbol of authority and quite intimidating too.It was late and most of the pupils had already crossed the road and went in.The local Poncherello had already abandoned his position on the pedestrian crossing and he is now standing in front of the school entrance.

My mom arrives slightly speeding;she vigorously brakes and pulls over just in front of him.He is there,proud and satisfied in his fresh new white uniform and…..few seconds after…. He is there, in his wet browny mucky uniform.Not so proud and cocky anymore.She,(my mom), haven’t seen the big paddle and did hit it at full speed when she pulled over.Poncherello is furious and started to animatedly talking to my mother from outside the car.She looked at me and I can see she on the verge to laugh but she can’t.I am 7 years old,i am a by the book kid and I am sure we are going to jail.You can’t outrage a police officer like that and walk free!Fear of jail is soon over.It became embarrassment when I saw my mother getting out the car and still wearing her nightdress.Of course she was:She was late and not supposed to get out the car.At least she had a very stylish burberry trench on top and wearing earrings and lipstick as, this has always been her rule:never leave your bedroom without earrings and lipstick.

What a fool I am just instructing my daughters to always remember to wear their knickers first instead!

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19 thoughts on “Little Ordinary Rain Tales:THE WET PONCHERELLO”

    1. Jeez she was all apologizing but when he kept going on coming Maine g she lost it .told him to send her the launderette bill and went back to the car 😂so not sure if it was the lipstick or the temper to get her out the ticket,lol

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      6. I wanted to introduce my wife (then girlfriend) to Italian American culture, so I started showing her movies like the Godfather, Goodfellas. She got so nervous of Italian men she almost broke up with me!

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