Queen gives a present to Mr.B!

They were walking in the coolish air after the heavy rain in the lovely gardens at Gubbio. The Queen wore her ubiquitous headscarf and as she deadheaded her way through the borders, she asked the Press Secretary
"What might be a suitable birthday present for Mr. B?"
"I know" said the Press Secretary brightly. "That Roman anphora which we found in the grounds- it's risky keeping it, you know- somebody from the Cultural Heritage Department might spot it and we might be imprisoned for keeping a historical artefact"
"Excellent - I am all for recycling- it will go nicely with his Roman amphitheatre in Sardinia!"
She had no sooner pronounced the word 'amphitheatre' when the cell phone rang.
"Royals in Exile" said the Press Secretary. It was Mr. B!Normally birthday people waited to get calls but not Mr. B!
"I must-e speake-e wit Her Majesty"
The Queen had no chance to utter her well rehearsed 'Tanti Auguri' or even 'Buon Compleanno' as Mr. B launched into a proud monologue about how young he looked- he was now 70 but looked like a thirty five year old.
"When I will be eighteen (he meant eighty!) I will look-e lik-e a twenty five year old " he said proudly.
"Many happy returns"the Queen managed to say having failed to keep up with her Maths and Italian.
"Yes-e I will be happy to return-e to veesit you!"
"Tanti Auguri"the Press Secretary hissed.
"We shall be sending you an an-phor-a" the Queen enunciated
"And for-e?" he asked puzzled. Fortunately, at that point the line went dead.
"Mobiles can be quite obliging at times" the Queen laughed.
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