Just after I’d checked out the guests who’d returned for year two to stay in the lovely villa Enjoyy, in Coral Bay, I met the father and mother in law of one of our other, great villa owners.
The man was washing his car and enjoying the sun. Extending his hand to shake mine in greeting, I noted that he was wearing only his Y fronts and that they were not very “sturdy” for want of better word.
A tall and well built gentleman, his handshake was vigorous and my blushes became as strong…
Was great to meet him but I think there must be a universal law somewhere about when to shake and when not to
If there isn’t, I’m inventing one!!