Not long to go ...
Not long to go ...
I have Mr. Testis laid up with a bout of stress. Sanfermin is coming up and he knows what he is in for. I am trying to take care of him and protect him from the barrage of news items that arrive each day about the fiestas
Really, deep down, I feel that Mr.Testis is... in fact... me. And through him I am trying to control the nerves that grow more intense day by day. There is so much work, so many commitments, so many visits, so much partying, so much beer....
June is the month when you wish to deny Sanfermin. You don't want it to arrive. You cover your eyes, your ears and you pretend you have gone crazy. But the day will come when Sanfermin comes knocking at the door and you will open the door to receive it with a big kiss.
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Gora Sanfermin, but in a month's time.
