Nocturnal Meander

Spent the entire day sitting at kitchen table, catching up on what used to be called paperwork, but not much paper involved nowadays. Needed to be done, but when it got to past nine o'clock, decided we really needed to get out and socialize a bit. 

Was good. Made a new friend, Sr Caramelo, long chat, standing in the street outside a bar, with, as usual, several folk listening in... including the local Chinese shop owner, an amicable man, but even after more than twenty years here, hardly understands any Portuguese, so we were reduced at one point to bleating like sheep to try to communicate that we were trying to buy a bit of land here.