We're skint
I suddenly reaslised that we had to pay the posh car tax, so we headed into Ourique this afternoon, and went to Vitor, who works in Finances - Fatima's husband - to pay the car tax. It's gone up by 20 euros and it now 716€
Went to the library to drop off some books and told Fatima we were now skint
Then onto the Palma Restaurant, as shed load of us are going for lunch on Wednesday. No problem at all from them, even though we're not sure of the timing, or the numbers.
Pit stop at the bar and well, the bar now has air-con
Not only the bar, but their living places too. Son Nuno has paid for it all, what a star
Tuna salad for dinner, early night, as it was so sticky last night, neither of us slept that well.