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: Move to Portugal
Para onde vai o tempo? Where does the time go?
It’s been another month passed since my last blog. Oh well. Doesn’t matter. But a lot has happened in that time. Family visits Firstly, my eldest daughter and her partner visited for a few days. We had a great time and it was a delight to give her an insight into my life in Portugal. …
Football, festivals and friends
The Portuguese love their football (as do I). They are passionate and fanatical. And their celebrations are loud! There are predominantly three (big) teams in Portugal, and a fourth not too far behind. Benfica Lisbon, Sporting Lisbon, FC Porto, and Braga. In the village I live, Benfica and Sporting Lisbon are the most supported. Probably…
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…
Gifts, pests, oranges and lemons
It’s great there is so much to do on the quinta. As I walk around the land, I add to the list of tasks that need to be completed. The to-do list grows, just like the unwanted plants. Commonly known as weeds. For this walk, I arm myself with a bucket, a pair of secateurs…