Pedro Lozano Bartolozzi need not be count or marquis, much less be preceded by a lead gift for my respect. Peter is familiarity because they revere. And I revere from Pamplona that winter of black and white university when he met and taught me international relations, which ultimately are personal relationships. I think Professor Peter
born, but I'm not sure, so do not post it, because while I have my doubts about whether it was before teacher or journalist, soul or flesh.
Pedro Lozano Bartolozzi, who was always funny cards (ie, intelligent), was presented as news engineer, I think. But who cares. In those years, b / n was the delegate in Pamplona
La Gaceta del Norte, where they end up looking through my diary, and also taught how much he knew in the University of Navarra Pamplona, \u200b\u200bwhere years later, now in color us back together.
Legend (non è vero
is, è ben trovato ) that Peter had two jackets, two packets of Ducados and two boxes of matches. On his desk Square Writing Prince of Viana left an American hung on the chair, and a mixed pack beside his Olivetti and down to the university to teach. The fact is that if anyone asked him the answer after looking at his table, was invariably: "I do not know, but must be around here."
Years later, already licensed (server) I came to agree with him
headquarters in Bilbao Gazette. And one evening he got off to have coffee with someone again cabreao, and had his reasons: he had become a source who was to tell you something and, not known, described, Pedro said he would be in the cafeteria with a carnation in his lapel and a copy of Don Quixote under his arm, his source told him he was navy blue with glasses shell, handkerchief in his jacket pocket and four news magazines under his arm. "And you met?" "Yes." "Then why are you mosqueao?" "Because the guy was black, he could have said."
From left, a professor of cosmic theories, the receiver for future promotions that cool, the chamberlain of the count, the guardian of the estate, the actual count Ambassador said and the environment. Photo: Manuel Castells.
Now, apparently, something that Peter has met and will not understand and removed, after helping to ferment promotions forty journalists, but leaving those who come to heave. And one, in that immaturity that not even faculty like Peter got to marinate, you can not understand that a wise man as he retires. Of course I am afraid, and I am glad that you continue watching and enjoying. Because what has given us today is not a lecture, but one more lesson, one of hers. And for that you have a gift.
At the request of the respectable (Don Honorato Valcárcel unconditional Segurola and twelve more or less) the twitterers playoff casque me last night when I learned that His Excellency, or Grace, or that, or the minister José White, alias Puesandaquetú, Belén Esteban had chosen to tell the real Spain what was happening. And, I know that if your government is going to 'La Noria' to tell their problems, you have a problem, donkey. 
