The Douro Valley
To get a final glimpse of the sun, I went sailing up the Douro from the lovely old fortified wine town of Porto, and on to one of Europe’s oldest university towns, Salamanca, where the soft late autumn light casts a warm honeyed glow on its mediaeval buildings.
Detail beautiful window with old forge in The House of Shells, Salamanca Spain.
On the lazy journey upriver, I made some progress with The Book. The axes of the conflicts have been mapped, and the storyboards for each chapter are ready.
It’s the thinking about it all that gives such pleasure, but now the hard work begins.
POP, BANG, WHIZZ
November was very busy with parties: my birthday, class reunions, retirement do’s, and in honour of all our American friends, Thanksgiving.
Oh, and my gizmo has arrived from China.
It’s a very light Norwegian-designed writing pad on which you scribble ideas with a stylo. Hours of fun and distraction as I learn to use it, and hook it up to the WiFi.
December looks busy: time for writing, reading and learning the gizmo. And, of course, it’s Christmas soon, so all those many jobs to be done to prepare for it.
Busy, busy, busy, as ever.
Old Lady by the Sea 
How lovely to be reminded of Salamanca! One of my favourite places…
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