f it goes on like this, I can see that, any day now, our friends who come to buy lottery tickets from me will have to start queuing in Rialp, which is the town next-door to Sort. There are more and more customers every day burning up kilometres and hours in the car to come and see me and buy lottery tickets from me personally, for themselves or for friends and relatives.

From July to December, but particularly during October and November, La Bruixa d’Or attends to thousands of customers every day, who sometimes wait for hours to buy their lottery ticket. From the Forest of Five Pines, I watch them with admiration, and try to instil them with all the Good Luck in the world. It makes me happy to see how impatient they are to buy my lottery tickets, yet at the same time, how patiently they wait their turn to buy their dose of magic sparkle.