Another stroll down now familiar streets knowing there will be a little ‘saudade’ for us when we have left tomorrow for other familiar territory in Spain. I am having trouble contacting our Portuguese friends from the Camino so hope they read this. My goal in Portugal was to complete a set of forty sonnets (which I have done) as part of this little book I intend to publish when I get home. In Spain I’ll do some writing to complement the poems centred around our journey together and with different friends on the Camino


Come on, take it! (said to both of us) (Pessoa, Portugal’s favourite poet (Fado singers sing his poems)




The best show in town (not the tables and trolley)



If you can so can I



not playin’