A memory a day - 20 - Lobster Leper

On the same volcanoes holiday, in Naples being approached by an unfortunate old man who it seems had leprosy which had lost him half of his hand. I remember the abject terror of his pincers nipping at my arm. He was harmlessley asking for spare change but I was convinced for a long time after that bits of my body felt loose and were sure to fall off at any moment.

(I'm not sure if it's okay in these politically correct times to have called this post lobster leper, apologies for offence caused!)