Decisions, decisions – Judy Sharp reflects on life
First of all, I want to thank all those who responded to my article two weeks ago. Some offered their own views about the modern malaise of âlowest common denominatorâ
Home and away
Euro 2004 is over, the best team won and the tournament was an enormous success. Hey, the rest of Europe was so impressed that they bought the company, sorry, made
The joys of summer
Ex-teacher Paul McKay left London to live a self-sufficient existence in the Monchique hills with his partner Martyn. He keeps an assortment of animals and grows a variety of crops
Lots of louts
Judy Sharp reflects on life and her world – as she sees it By the time you read this, it will almost all be over. Writing ahead as I am,
Football crazy
Did someone mention football? I feared as much. By now, it will be obvious whether Euro 2004 is the saviour of the Algarveâs tourism trade for this year or, as
Quaking in my boots
I have closed my eyes and chosen to open them again. I am back from the valley of the tears and will concentrate on other life-threatening matters, such as the
That Titchmarsh feeling…
Wednesday May 5 Every now and again, I catch myself in mid-thought and realise that slowly and scarily, I am turning into Alan Titchmarsh. As I was transplanting the last
Healing not greed
Last week, Skip mentioned several points that resonated with me, including the shame we should all feel at the blatant racism, hatred and greed in our world, and the sheer
The thirsty city
At the end of my April article, I promised you the continuation of my account about my visit to one of Lisbonâs major eye-catchers, the Aqueduto das Ăguas Livres. I
It starts at the top…
I remember when Great Britain joined what was then called the Common Market. Edward Heath was Prime Minister and he spoke French with a typical public schoolboy accent. I voted