So today I move to Portugal.
Who’d have thought it? I leave what was supposed to have been the matrimonial home, in Chiswick, for an apartment in the Algarve. It’s not going to be permanent I hope, but hey you never know.
I have mixed feelings, but ultimately I had no choice at all, so I’m being as positive as I can be.
Its definitely warmer there, though I’m not supposed to sit in the sun – or i get a bloody big hat that doesn’t blow off as I can’t bend down to pick it up if it does…