The Letter in Italian
Thirty silver pounds can go a long way: they managed to cancel all recollection of what I did in England and why I’m here. Must have backfired! The Letter One very last attempt has been made by Angela’s brother at contacting Italy. The text, written in my Sunday best Italian, bears sole reference to the Italian Church starting with its origins which my sister in Mexico with the help of myself wishes to research. For now there is no indication of previous work in Italy but that can wait. The presentation continues with its author living in a tent in England with no income of any kind for the past seven years and just some limited money to live off from his own pocket. In the letter it’s absent how I got to England and what I’m doing here nor is there mention of any memory ever having done anything in this country. It would appear my past was whitewashed and consequently my mental records have been swiped with the exception of having lived in Italy at some time in the past and r...