The Party

My caring employer and the powers in charge might me incompetent to organise a party. But the situation is not hopeless, because I still can rely on my beloved Gatín, who knows how to save the world.



Last night after a swim, when we arrived at La Residencia de Toño, Gatín surprised me with selected tapas from one of the finest comestibles shops in town and a delicious bottle of Bollinger to celebrate what my caring employer fails to rejoice.