Well we only have a week left of our Algarve holiday.  It started out really cold for the first couple of days, but soon warmed up to 26 degrees which lasted a couple of weeks, but has dropped to about to about 14 degrees along with cloudy skies. We have met and chatted to some interesting people. One being a retired Irish stockbroker from Wexford, he introduced himself as this. He said he has millions stashed away from his days as a stockbroker and that he had it hidden away so nobody could find it.  The way he looked I could not help wondering if that applied to himself as well he continued his story on how is family were in the oil business and were extremely rich. It’s the first time I have ever met a 55 year old multi millionaire ex stockbroker, with most of his teeth missing and the few he had left were stained brown. He was dressed like he bought his clothes from the pound rail in his local charity shop. I fired a couple of questions at him about quantitative easing and fractional reserve banking, he just changed the subject to how he could drink three pints to the fellow he was next to in the bar last night’s one.  I now know he has been married to his wife for three years, who has had Cancer twice, and her ex husband was a prick and he had to get a hit man to kill him. The hit man must have missed because the prick of his wife’s ex husband, was still alive later in the conversation.  He was a great footballer who was chauffeured in a Mercedes from Dublin just so he could score the goals to help his club win the league (that’s the multi billionaire not the hit man or the prick of his wife’s ex husband) This man went on to tell us how his wife’s kids called him daddy, and his stepson aged 32 was in tears when he learned his new stepdad was off on his holidays for 10 days.  His step dad asked him why are you crying and the stepson replied it was because he was going to miss the ex stockbrokers cooking as he was such a brilliant cook.  So not only have I had some abysmal cool weather in the Algarve, I have had the chance to rub shoulders with the elite. : )
It is now persisting down assisted by a gale force wind, I did not think things could get much worse, on top of this, I bought an inflatable bed to put on the very hard sun lounger, and the next day the sun disappeared, I am looking at my inflated bed wondering how it is going to fit in my overfilled flight bag. Maybe I will deflate it and wrap it around my body and smuggle it on board the plane.
We still have a week left, even after writing this, funny how time goes so fast when you are having fun.
Another minute passed, Tick Tock, Tick Tock.


And I am missing my Pugs.

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