Moving from ‘Quasi Cinque’ to ‘Cinque’

We had an auspicious birthday in Monforte this week – Master T turned five. As it happens, five is a big birthday and one that requires extensive planning.

Master T has been telling everyone (friends, neighbours, the post lady, Alice in the café, random strangers in the park …) “mi chiami/sono quasi cinque” – my name is/I am almost five – for almost a month now.

In addition, Mum and Dad have had a wide range of promises made about what will happen once Master T is “a big five-year old”. Continue reading