Oh dear, Portugal chaos reigns again
We were at the bar, having had a coffee, waiting for our driver. My phone rang, where are you, he asked. At the bar, I said.
No you're not, I'm here, you're not.
He was in Messines, which is in the Algarve
He'd been given the wrong address
He broke all the speed limits and we eventually met him in Pingo car park and set off only 40 minutes late.
He was going over 140 all the way
and got us there at 1.00.
He went in at 1.40 and was out by 2.30.
By the time we had sorted out all the paperwork and had to re-book transport home - normal, apparently - he got us back to Ourique at 4.45pm.
We went for a couple of beers
He's had his first lot of painkillers and will start the antibiotics tomorrow. Up to the Centro de Saude on Monday, for them to have a look-see.
It was bigger and deeper than they thought, and also took a lump out of his back, that was a bit weird. We'll get the results back in three ish weeks.
He's not the best of patients, so I'll have to bite my tongue a few times, over the next few days