Celeste and Maria

Drove to Mora last night in the heaviest rain I think we've seen here - quite scary at times, but we made it. And then up at six something to drive to Coimbra, with three other colleagues, for a meeting, that ended around four, then drove all the way back here for our weekly dinner with the Padre. He'd bought river fish and pomegranates, both of which he knows I love, plus a plummy red, I feel loved.

So frustrating to be in a car and see the most beautiful early morning misty golden shots, as well as Coimbra majestically above the Mondego river, and not be able to stop for photos. Took some through the window, but doesn't do it justice, so have put this one of the oldest and youngest in the room today, not related, but both Portuguese.

Could everyone pray/meditate/plead for the election in Brazil tomorrow, it's desperate...