I have two everlasting memories of my time in El Masnou.
The first is talking with Marti (the guy standing on the left). Talking with Marti, was like talking to myself when I was his age.
The second was talking with Marti’s Mum (in the centre of pic). I don’t speak much Spanish, and Marti’s mum speaks very little English. So we thought communication would be difficult. However, on his return from outside, Marti wondered why his mum and I were in fits of giggles.
It turned out that we both had a basic understanding of French.
And to top it all off, I got to meet Patricia (Marti’s girlfriend). A beautiful young lady – of conviction!
