We went to what we thought was the Correios (post office) first thing; so that we could register for post. It’s in the same building as the medical centre and didn’t open until 9.00; by 9.05 it still hadn’t opened so we went to talk to a couple of ladies who were sitting outside, of course they didn’t speak English. A few more ladies appeared; first off they didn’t believe we had bought Fonte dos Clerigos (Brett says they didn’t like not being up to date with the gossip); they told us (we think) this wasn’t the post office anymore and that we needed to go to Penamacor to rent a PO Box; we discussed this with Gary later and he said we could get our post delivered there and that he’d been in and arranged it for himself last week – we’ll try again next week!
After all the strenuous work yesterday we decided to take it slightly easier today; Brett took down some more fences and I cleared Ragwort (I thought of you, Tamsin & Simon as I pulled it up!), there’s isn’t too much but I wanted to stop it seeding.
Gary came around his dog, Betty, went missing two days ago. He fears the worst and is convinced she’s dead; we’re hoping she’s wandered off because she might be on heat. The poor bloke obviously needed company so we spent the rest of our day with him; first we went to admire the work he’d been doing at his quinta, then he came and helped Brett with the fencing – he seemed a little less distraught when we left, it’s hard to know what to say in these type of circumstances.
Shortly after we arrived back at the campsite we heard this hammering and went out to investigate; Mark was trying to straighten his lorry, he’d gone under a small tree and caught the rack behind the cab, it had quite a bend in the upright strut – he wasn’t happy!
Tomorrow I have a day off; Brett is going to help Mark and Glen lift their floor joists into position. Brett’s quite pleased as it means he’ll be able to ask them for a favour in return.
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