A year ago today, I left Norfolk, drove to the Eurotunnel, and made great progress to the south of France. After a couple of hours of sleep in the car, my journey took me through Spain and on to Portugal. I still vividly remember the feeling of “I’ve arrived” when I passed the Portugal sign…
Tag: Farm
No need to send out a Mayday call!
It’s been a month since my last blog. The longest break that I’ve had over the last few years. The break was partly deliberate, partly forced and partly because of procrastination. So, what have I been up to? Well, to be honest, not a great deal apart from lots of work on the quinta. That’s…
Homegrown salad!
It might not be much, but yesterday’s salad was completely grown at the quinta. All grown with my fair hands. Lettuce (three types), radish and carrots. Technically the olives just needed harvesting, brining and pressing into oil as they were ready for harvest when I bought the quinta. While I added some sardines as I…
Adjusting to living in Portugal with an analogy of a washing machine
Oh my, oh my, oh my. Another two weeks have passed and I’m only just getting around to writing a blog. Whoops. But hey, it’s not a big deal. The new blog is here now. Previously, and mainly when in employment, I would’ve beaten myself up for missing deadlines and not being 100% professional. I…
Clear blue sky, sun and great weather. It’s time for a Bud…
For those people who think moving to Portugal is just one big jolly, I’ve news for you. It’s not. It’s blooming hard work! I guess I could’ve taken the easy option and just headed off to the beach as opposed to buying a small quinta, but that would be no fun. Maybe a little less…
Spring is blossoming
The last couple of weeks has consisted of lazing around, enjoying the sunshine and trying to find jobs to do. I’m getting used to this relaxed, simple life in Portugal. At times I really do have to pinch myself. OK, that pinch has woken me up. It’s not all a dream. But some of it…