The Fantastic Four go off on holiday…again

The inseparable Fantastic Four – the prime minister and Mrs Muscat, the tourism minister and Mrs Zammit Lewis (Joseph&Michelle&Edward&Elena) – left for Rome this morning and were photographed at Rome airport’s baggage carousel by an intrepid member of international worldwide network of spies.

Are both couples so afraid of being alone together that they move about only as an inseparable foursome, like something out of Enid Blyton or Marvel Comics? Did they pack their ginger beer?

They have just spent the Santa Maria holiday together at the San Lawrenz in Gozo. They eat lunch and supper together all the time and sally forth like a four-headed Hydra on weekends.

I’d say the Zammit Lewises do it for his career advancement, and the Muscats because they have nothing to say to each other and need somebody else along to make each other’s company more tolerable.

This Maltese thing of couples always moving around together is so…weird.

The Fantastic Four

Waiting for their bags near the carousel at Rome airport – those damned Italians don’t know how imperilled Joseph’s life is and haven’t laid on the mandatory 10 bodyguards.

Have you noticed that the prime minister is more smartly dressed for his holiday flight to Rome than he was for his press conference last Saturday at Marsascala, pushing his camel-trader buddy’s “university”?