Spirit of Fado

Yes. I'm back in Funchal. Back this morning and we've already walked around old haunts. They've painted some new doors and many familiar ones still look stunning in the February sunshine.

On the corner of the street with the largest concentration of doors and artwork there is Arsenio's - a terrific restaurant with barbecued fish to die for. In the evening they have Fado singers. Some are magnificent. But none can match the guy who cooks the fish. Just occasionally his voice soars over the rest. Memorable.

This door is on the wall as you approach