Wannabe White Wall

Like a crazy woman, invited everyone who went to Badajoz yesterday, for dinner tomorrow. Crazy because this place is still a mess, OK for friends, but some of the folk from Lisbon are rather VIPish...

Oh well, great motivation to get more done. Discussed over breakfast what we could do in two days that would make the biggest difference, and decided it was painting the outside. Well, as always, a rather bigger job than we'd imagined - look at a patch of it, with sunlight shining between the solar panels. I wirebrushed until all the bristles were gone, than painted on a foul anti-mould substance, and watered down glue where it was crumbling. Mike painted. 

We ran out of paint. Plus, I needed ingredients for the meal. And Mike's electric screwdriver/drill died. So that meant a trip to Évora... We got back in the dark. I've put the chicken and turkey to marinade, and made the lemon meringue ice-cream - set the alarm to beat it, as it's past midnight and can't keep my eyes open...