We’ve had a spell of wet weather here and, as in most other places, the local meteorologists take a verbal lashing when they are wrong about the forecast, and one is caught unawares. In Rome, that means the likelihood of either being forced to negotiate with the ubiquitous street-vendors selling €5 umbrellas (you should be able to haggle them down to an absolute maximum of €3) or finding a cafe to wait out a passing storm, which isn’t the worst fate on earth.However, locals have an alternative they trust more than the talking heads when it comes to watching the skies. Frate Indovino, loosely translated as “Friar Fortune-Teller”, has been a staple in many Roman homes since its inception in the 1940s. The little farmers’ almanac with the smiling Franc