My husband looks like Andrea Bochelli. They are both Italian. He's got the same wavy, salt and pepper hair, the same scruffy beard, the same suit -wait - not the suit. I've only seen my husband in a suit once: at our wedding. And maybe his grandmother's funeral. Then there's the small issue that DH can't sing. But he can see. So there are subtle differences, but the resemblance is a bit uncanny, don't you think?
Well, it's been a while. Like a whole LOT of while. Is anyone out there
from the old blog days? If so, it would be mighty fine to see you.
Rather a lot ...
1 comment:
Too funny! I love it.
Ann
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