COVID in Portugal: Dark Days

If last week was one of those weeks I would like to file in a box, firmly shut the lid, lock then hide the key on the top shelf of my bookcase, this week I have wanted to throw the key away. At the beginning of January I made the conscious decision (NYR): not to... Continue Reading →

Grandparents Live in the Mobile Phone

I am convinced our youngest grandson thinks we live in his Dad’s phone. Thanks to the Coronavirus, we haven’t seen him since November 2019 when he was just nine months old. I doubt, given his age, he can relate to us in terms of flesh and blood – we are just characters like people on... Continue Reading →

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