I've been ironing all day in scorching heat. I only stopped to cook - yes, cook, hob, oven and all! -lunch and supper for the family and to talk to the plumber about the infiltration that has stained the ceiling of the dining-room and which is coming from behind the shower in the master bedroom en-suite bathroom (it will be 220 pounds just to replace the leaking shower "torpedo" cartridge, whatever that is!!!).
Why is it that getting everything ready for the family to go away on holiday always leaves me more dead than alive? I feel like an overheated zombie!
Still, just the happiness stamped on everyone's face for going back to Portugal for a month of fun is worth it all...
PS - Who would ever believe that it is actually cooler in the Algarve than it is here!