Dave Daze

Every day is a good day

Sunday 28 August 1994: San Juan

Alex phoned at 9 before mass (his of course, not anything to do with us) then passed by at 10 to guide me to Sunday morning kickabout down Calle Glasgow. United Nations he put it, and Baltazar hairy-backed Spaniard he introduced me to then nodded me round some of the others: Blas (Spanish – Asturias), Patrick