Milan / gloves

I arrived in Milan yesterday after an uneventful, quite relaxing trip from Varenna ( I caught the slow boat from Varenna ( once again sat out in the cold and drizzle to avoid the crowds) to Como and then a train). I am currently in a bar with free wireless so I will make this quick ( not preplanned like some posts) because the place is beginning to fill up. It is hard to find somewhere to eat in Italy that is open on Sundays, so I was delighted to find this place just down the road from my hotel which charges E5 for 1 continuous hour . Here I have just paid E3 for a very large glass of niceish red and E4.50 for a large plate of delicious lasagne and nothing for the internet. Yesterday I went to a museum , the POldi Pozz something or other I've forgotten and this morning I went to the Pinocoteca di Brera, the main art gallery. Most things are closed on Mondays in Milan. I have just bought myself a lovely pair of gloves - black with red buttons, silk lined - my souvenir of Italy. A friend told me of the shop. i didnot buy the cheapest pair in the shop. The guy was rabbiting on about 'how elegant - just right for an evening out with your husband' so I replied in Italian that my husband died a year and a half ago. He replied , in Italian, that he was sorry, and then after a pause , said with a checky grin, your next husband. 'Forse' I replied, but with a smile. I will remember that interchange. I also bought a book to read this afternoon and perhaps tomorrow morning. I am very tired ( yesterday I fell asleep in the train, only to be woken by the ticket inspector - sleeping in trains is not a good thing to do for security reasons on your own) and struggling a bit so think I might 'stay in'. Tomorrow I will look at the duomo.