Some time ago I made fun of the fools at the running of the bulls in Pamplona, bemoaning our cultural heritage and the apparently missing common sense gene, whereupon Danny produced the exciting Tomatina Festival that was celebrated today in Spain, which, I must say, looks about as bloody as the bull run, but infinitely more fun.
I mean, you don’t have to be Michael Phelps to to the breast stroke in tomato pulp…
