I'm back in the UK now, with another visual story to tell.  This one could have been about Alfredo, who every evening used to sit outside this café in a small village in Sicily, and chat to his friends while his wife prepared dinner, and after he died this summer at the age of 94 from an illness which he refused to be treated for, the café owner continued to set out his chair as a memorial to his oldest and most loyal customer.  But it's more likely that someone just put a chair there to stop cars parking in front of the café.