Why didn’t I think of that?

If I was a really switched on business-type geezer I might have seen the marketing possibilities just a bit sooner.

I might have set up a stall selling stuff.

I would have made a fortune.

And all in a matter of little more than 4 hours.

I wonder who got it though?

The franchise.

The licence to print money.

And sanctioned by the big guy in the sky no less.

He’s one lucky – and very rich entrepreneur.

What am I talking about?

A one day franchise for a black tie sales booth in St Peter’s Square, Rome – of course!