Several years ago, when we first moved to Italy, I was keen to test my Italian. I wanted to buy a pair of insulating silk liners for my motorbike gloves. I was convinced that I could ask the question without a problem. I went to the motorbike dealers in Pisa and asked the question. When I got a very puzzled look from the girl behind the counter I decided to reach for my dictionary. To my surprise I thought I had asked for gloves of pure silk. I had actually asked for gloves of pure sex.