Thursday, 5 September 2013


I hear some people have already started school. Poor, poor people...

Wednesday, 4 September 2013


People keep referring to it as a weed, yet I find it quite lovely - as do my pets; the little plant has so far met with the culinary approval of two bunnies, a guinea pig, at least one laboratory mouse, a very great number of cats and a rather quirky hen. I invariably count it as a blessing when I find it growing in a pot, and I will water that pot along with the others even if there is nothing else growing in it.

Friday, 5 July 2013

Deary Deary Me...

To-day I took my aunt to the shopping centre to run some errands, and there were some young girls taking pictures of each other in front of pictures of boys under a sign that read "one direction".

So I thought I'd google it once I got home.


Tuesday, 2 July 2013

Rats From A Ship

The government is losing members like there is no tomorrow. I expect they know there isn't.

Friday, 14 June 2013


Oh, what a country! A country where you can say whatever you want, unless you want to say something bad about the "president".
I still can't seriously call that slimy thing a president, and it is not because I'm a monarchist. Sampaio was a president; he had the dignity and competence required to stand as a head of state.
This thing, on the other hand, just baffles me. Then again, this is the country that needed a revolution to abolish the regime of its greatest native, so it is sadly not surprising that the people insist on electing Mr Slimy to be prime minister, and then president.

Thursday, 16 May 2013

Funny Weather

Funny haha or funny peculiar? Both, I think.
To-day is the 16th of May. It is cold, it is windy, and it is raining.
I like it.

Sunday, 14 April 2013

Charles II And Religion

P I do not know why I am writing of this now. It popped into my mind and I thought that I should.
P It is often mentioned, as if it were a telling thing, when speaking of the question of anglicans and roman catholics, that Charles II of England converted to catholicism on his deathbed. What those who mention this wish to convey, and what they likely believe, is that his religious life was a lie which he maintained in order for to become (and remain) king, and that, at the ultimate hour, he showed his true colours.
P This is not true. During the cromwellian mess, when he was forced into exile, Charles was helped by, among others, his cousin Louis XIV of France, the Defender of the Faith, who, as a condition for his assistance, demanded that Charles convert to catholicism at an unspecified later date; so what this tells me is not that Charles was a secret catholic, but rather that he posponed something that he very much did not want to the last possible moment - but eventually did it, because he was a man of his word.
P So that was that.

Friday, 22 March 2013


It took me nine days to realise that my blog is four years old...

Wednesday, 27 February 2013

The Whatchamacallits Are In Bloom

The last re-potting seems to have done them well - it was quite nice to get home to-day, on my mother's birthday, and see these things full of flowers. I don't know what they are called, but my mother had them already before I was born.
Also, in the picture below there are four cats. Can you spot them all?


Thursday, 7 February 2013

So To-day I Got Rear-ended

Ha ha, he said he got rear-ended.
Seriously, though, a driver rear-ended my car. I braked to avoid running into the idiot who braked suddenly in front of me, and the driver behind me was not so quick to respond. Luckily, my paint wasn't even scratched, and we parted ways quite amicably, without need for rain or paperwork.

Tuesday, 22 January 2013


Ever since I was little I've wanted to witness a car accident without being involved in it. This is to say that when I was little I had this morbid little curiosity for it, and then went for years without thinking about it, and thus never formally forewent the desire.
Well friday last it happened, and it was so anticlimactic that I forgot to blog about it until just now.
Night had fallen, and I was heading home amid the traffic. It was raining. I stopped at a light and heard a thwump behind me. I looked in the mirror and saw the Audi behind me and the other car behind it turn on their blinkers. The Audi had been rear-ended. The light changed and I went my merry way, glad I wasn't the one who had to deal with bureaucracy in the rain.
The end.

Friday, 4 January 2013

Rest In Peace

My great-aunt has just died. Her name was Maria Fernanda Mota Ferreira, and she was from Arcos de Valdevez. After a life of kindness and certain difficulties, her heart gave out at eleven minutes to nine this morning, twenty or twenty-one years (the person who told me was not certain) and one day after the death of her sister. She will be dearly missed.