Tuesday 25th April
And so our Spanish/Portuguese holiday comes to an end. Waiting in the airport, where it 24°C outside, blue sky, and most pleasant, I check on the temperature at home ~ it is hailing, with a real feel temperature of 2°C. Oh. My. Goodness.
Don’t think you’d like the sudden drop in temperature my darling ~ far too chilly, compared to what we’re used to.
Safely home, sweetheart.
Love you always.
Precious Angel son.
xxxxxx
A public holiday in Portugal today, with many shops shut
A few people out and about
A quiet cobbled street
In need of exterior painting, but pretty nonetheless
A final cold beer with Frankie Angel Bear, before heading off
Strange white sculptures just before the airport, all looking skyward
The Journey of My Left Foot (whilst remembering my son) 