We all spent the night eating, drinking and talking. Around midnight most everyone left Bob’s to go home for the night. Leaving Bob, his wife, Jack,... my wife Beth and myself.We sat around drinking some more when Jack suggested we start a game of strip poker. We all agreed and the cards came out. The wager was one article of clothing off to all the losing hands. It didn’t take long and we where all naked. Bob’s wife Kelly and my wife Beth had been eyeballing each other most of the night. Jack had. As far as materials went, the items Sylvia had priced, so far, were the heaviest cash outlays I expected to make.That held up until we began talking about the actual renovations. The first of the shocks began when the foreman from HLF showed up with the roofing samples. "If we are going to do the roof repairs, we need to get the roofing materials purchased." he informed us."So this is our choice. We just choose the color not the brand?" I asked."I figured you would leave that to me," he said. They really did that in the old days?" I guess. How about a stroll to settle the wine and food?" I'm game. Let's," David answered.For an hour, they explored the vicinity of the villa, watching some of the vintners work between the long rows of wine stocks. From a point higher up, they had a nice view of the Mediterranean Sea and they decided to head for the beach on the next morning.When they returned to the villa, Jeanne's car, a vintage Citroen DS21, was parked in front. David was seriously. I had done some work for Yvonne, nothing strenuous, but she appreciated it all the same. Yvonne run a small hairdresser in the village and had help at the weekends from Emma, a 17 year old student. Anyway, on this visit I was the last appointment and as I went to the counter to pay, Yvonne asked me how much she owed me for the work. ‘Err, thirty quid should do it, if that’s ok.’ I offered. ‘That’s fine’ she smiled, ‘and you can have this haircut on the house’. ‘Well. . .’ I motioned for her to.