This
morning Faye and I walked up a steepish hill to get to the site of a
Templar castle-cum-church-cum-monastery. Bit by bit we discovered we
could've driven up. But that's what happens when you use an
out-of-date guide-book which says you can only get there by foot. But, anyway, Alfie had told me it was well worth seeing
and on this, at least, he got it right.
Another
reason to ditch the guide book is that it recommended the chicken
curry at a restaurant by the river. They no longer did this, the
waiter told me. But they did
do a delectable prawn curry. Not entirely true. It was the worst
curry I'd eaten in 40 years. Even worse that the curry crap they serve in
Chinese restaurants. But Faye had a delicious grilled bream. Luck of
the draw, I guess.
This
afternoon we drove from Tomar to Lisbon airport to pick a dear
friend, ahead of spending the night with her and her partner in
Carcabelas, on the coast. Thanks to the satnav sending us, first, 10km westwards and back and, then, 15km northwards and back, we were an hour
late at the airport. And one of us was not in a very good mood.
Especially as the petrol warning light had been flashing violently
for 15 minutes. But all's well etc.
Far
more seriously, in this article Alan Murphy takes a look at what he
sees as the four possible scenarios for post-crisis Spain. His
initial assumption is that the
existing state of Spain will not be able to survive long enough to
hold general elections again in 2015, and that therefore Rajoy’s
Partido Popular government will be the last of the 1978-model Kingdom
of Spain. Pretty contentious stuff.
Here in Portugal, I finally got to use my Chip & Pin debit card the right way - i. e. without needing to prove my identity or sign anything. How long will it be, I wonder, before Spain, follows suit on this. I hope I live to see it.
Finally
. . . The CEO of the Portuguese Banco
do Espíritu Santo
has sent me a Friend request on Facebook. And a foto of himself
looking like a film star. I know he's a banker but can he really be
that lonely and friendless.
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