After eight days languishing unused in a Bologna car park, our trusty Mondeo refused to start. What to do?
Our Airbnb hostess sent out a little man on a moped, duly equipped with jump leads and a spare battery. After some minutes of trying, with sparks coming out of the engine, he gave up and said “Caputo”. This didn’t need translating.
So another call and a tow truck to take the car to the main Ford service garage in the city. There was a long queue of other cars in front of us, but we told them our plight and our hero, Davide, who spoke fluent English, told us to come back at 3pm.
And when we did the car was fixed, all it needed after all was a new battery.
In our hour of need, every Italian came to our aid.