We were way of the Rock and Rozas that the photographer, whom we cruelly called the "photographer of the potato" for a parcel that was in the neck, We threw that phrase .... Guys a photo? And so with little thought we put ourselves against the wall of the slaughterhouse in those years was in the Blood. Then
Square on our way, then he walked, with shoes and of course after eating at home to go to the Rock as every year and ate the hornazo down and put an end to our canteens, probably filled for "Lemons" for the evening return to Gallows and make tea at the home of one of us. I do not remember now that home made but I do remember the menu was always made with an egg salad and baked potatoes that each should contribute beyond hard for rest of the meal.
Hornazo In 1970, we posed for the photographer from left to right: Balta, José Luis, Vicente, Armando, Perico, Juanjo, Laureano, Juan Salas, Perico, Alfredo Antonio, Tirso, Augustine, Dalmiro, Valentin, Jose Ramon, Javier and Miguelín. Balta
Dedicated to the birthday was May 11 and all of the Plaza. Sliding Fox
Photos: Photo Gallery Pedro Alfonso
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