Well its Easter, and the weather isn't so great here. In the UK the sun is shining and apparantly everyone is on the beach, in their bikinis, slapping on the factor 30 due to the savage strength of the rays. Kids are stuffing their faces with ice cream quickly, before it melts down the chin creating a three wet-wipe incident.
Of course, the news is full of global warming threats so that must be it! Hmmm maybe not - wouldn't that make it warmer in the Algarve too? Still, we can rest easy in the sure knowledge that next week, month, year, it will be sunny here and raining again in the UK...so there.
Anyway, the holidaymakers are sitting on the stunning Algarvian beaches, towels wrapped tight to keep the kidneys from freezing, kids in wetsuits, and wearing the fixed glare of determination to go back with a better tan than those that stayed at home.
So we expats can go on moaning about how cold it still is for April, and wrapping up warm in our jumpers and coats whilst the english wander around as if its 35 degrees in the shade. I used to wonder why the elderly portuguese still had their fur coats on in May, and after 3 years of having a house here I think I'm starting to understand. It's the brandy, it thins your blood!
We can cast a steady eye to the horizon were in just a few days time the last of the clouds will have disappeared and we can pop those winter woolies away for the next eight months.
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