Miserable Atlantic view from my room in Pousada Canto da Vila
in Saquarema Centro.....the picturesque part with the white church on the rock....
View over town and lagoons from my bog window there...
Surfing competition on the beach in front of the hotel....
more cameramen than spectators most of the time...
After a week in the hotel, feeling strangely like a tourist
and not that comfortable with it, I move into a house back in
Boqueirao, where I spent my time before, and near my own house.
I immediately feel at home, and then, mug of Typhoo in hand,
I discover that from my balcony, I have a grandstand view of live football every Sunday , complete with very loud Brasilian music playing from the clubhouse, off the radio early in
the day but later on they have live bands!!
All from my VIP balcony.
I can't stand football, but even I can see that this is a one off
and enjoy it accordingly every Sunday.
Sorry Murf!!
Some men kicking a round thing.
Actually it turned out that the two goals I saw
being scored on the first Sunday were belted in by Lao,
one of the guys working on my house.
He seldom says more than is absolutely necessary,
but on the pitch his alter ego is that of a demon
It's always the quiet ones, eh??
And now some snaps of my gay round of social events.... please note that's not gay social events, It's the round that is gay, as in jolly....wish I hadn't written it now..... Above is a traditional Saturday nosh-up, fejoada....black bean stew with all the bits of the pig the slave owners threw away wacked into it....amazing , occasionally distressing....I made one once but I made a pigs ear of it......pig's ear geddit??
At Sonia's house the night I flew in....drunk seemed the best solution to jet lag.....
Ummmmm....happy really....
Two shots of Filho's birthday. He's Sonia's son but not really. Sonia's daughter Pamela on right.
It's that bloody woman again.....will someone please make her leave me alone????
My pals Ornella and Marco, without whom I hate to think....
I finally get a guitar and amp to go with my Zoom FX processor......sorry neighbours.....
This photo of me planning the guest rooms was not posed....I just happened to have a camera under the glass topped table, that's all......
And this is Estacao Boqueirao, my fave bar lit up in the distance, taken from Ornella and Marco's beautiful house on the lagoon.....unfortunately it's not always as idyllic as it looks....the bar frequently has live music and they play on til 3, 4 or 5 in the morning at great volume, driving them to distraction. The owner works on the local council. Nuff said.
Sunset from their house. The band hasn't started up yet. Could be worse....could be my neighbours.
Ummmm, ditto. With palms.
......AND NOW.....MY KITCHEN SCRAPBOOK....
A little bit of this...
All of this...bought it already and the tap....
Got this too....
Heat sink rods embedded in top...gonna build these in as top is wood...7cm thick 7 year seasoned hardwood....
Got this already too....it's at present part of my "Beckham" kitchen......
The plans.....two counters, one against wall, the other an island with stools under one side....heavy 7cm hardwood outside frame with drawer units suspended below, 15cm off the floor, and set back 7cm from the front of the frame.....drawers are 90cm wide high gloss ( sprayed car paint) deep red finish.....pull out waste bin with hole in counter for dumping crap through....aluminium square section long bar handles.....ok, perhaps I am gay, but in an appealing rough house butch, cheffy way, like Gordon Ramsay......
So to rapidly change the subject......
This is my very masculine road.....
And going the other way....shit, there I go again....I don't....I really don't.....I just like cooking....as did my mum, but in a very overbearing way.....uh oh.....anyway, most of my women friends like to cook and have nice kitchens....I spend lots of time with them gassing, so I should know, in fact most of my friends are women......I've got to stop this.....
This below is my newly cleared garden. I'm not saying any more than that. In case I dig another hole for myself. In the garden......
....to put the pool in for example. I like the big one on the top.
Oh just fuck off.
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