I told you that a few weeks ago we also had changes in the headquarters of ARGIA; changes in the places and in the ways of organizing them. And you'll also understand me, I'm sure we've all moved some piece of furniture from one side of the house, and the game also starts here as the domino chips fall in line: “I will move the bed to the other side, the wardrobe that I have there to do that will stay well in that other corner, for that it is convenient to remove that little thing from there...” and it can bring a long and so on. And what about the questions that we've all asked ourselves? “Why have I accumulated so many upheavals here that I deal with? How long have I not been doing this? Where does this book come from?”

And I also started talking, and I couldn't keep quiet, until I realized that I haven't told him what pussy I'm coming to tell him today. All in all, in Lasarte-Oria, the game of domino has begun with this question of transfer, the tables there, the computers here, the shelves on the other side, and the questions we have all asked ourselves right away, but above all one: “What will we do with all this bunch of books that we have here?”

We gave it to some friends of Errekaleor who would take better advantage of it than we did to create their own library (perhaps some also to ignite the fire of the night of solstice that they were going to use). We wanted to do our bit, because we too are clear about it.