It's warm again today so we'll be staying inside until dusk and even then be looking for a breeze. I feel a bit guilty with Mark hanging about inside with me but his shoulder isn't quite ready for golf after his marathon session at Oitavos and all our travels with him heaving suitcases in and… Continue reading Shady Sunday

One thing that is surprising about our move to Portugal is the lack of walking. Local people generally drive here so although there is a bus system we're told it's not terribly dependable and, final nail in coffin, no dogs outside of small ones in a bag. Mark's suitcase is definitely big enough for River… Continue reading Thursday thoughts

Mark and I just binged The Good Fight, five in a row, brilliant! We have been waiting to watch this show and it was well worth the wait. And tonight is sandwiches from last night's dinner polished off with our first wine purchase (well, second but I didn't like that one so it doesn't count).… Continue reading Sunday Stupor