For all my halfwit, lunatic and thieving sectarian friends wrapped in their stupid flags, from the estimable Iñaki Berazaluce. I haven’t checked any of the claims, but would be most surprised if any were untrue. Cf the sardana, pa amb tomàquet, castells, etc etc. Don’t think I’ve ever previously linked to Público.
From the rich mythology of KJB: Having left school at 14 in 1938 and wearied of life as a Liverpudlian brickie’s assistant, he went down to the Labour Exchange, announced that he was wages clerk, and, most of the young men being at war, immediately landed an office job. “Ah,” he said on his first…