Tag Archives: Funchal
Stormy break
Long time since I’ve posted. Time has run away and left me trying to keep up, though difficult to pin down exactly what has kept me so busy. But a holiday to escape the worst of the winter and a … Continue reading
Flowers, succulents and croaks
As spring arrives in the garden in our part of Scotland in this pre-Easter week, and flowers and shrubs blaze out in sunny yellows, joyous pinks and creamy whites, I think back to our visit a few weeks ago to … Continue reading
And then there were clowns
In the week before the carnival in Funchal the broad boulevard beside our apartment turned into a riotous mass of swirling shapes and colour. Madeira was in party mood. Bright awnings pierced with shapes were slung between trees. Beneath these, numerous stalls … Continue reading
February 14th
No red hearts or roses for me today either. Instead I’m going with images of a sculpture of two people that I found decorating a wall in a street of Funchal’s old town. Continue reading
Exhilarating
The boat was a Turkish gulet, twenty-three metres in length, called Bonita da Madeira, made from rich coloured woods and stainless steel, with masts that soared towards the sky. At the stern, we lounged on blue plastic covered mattresses formed … Continue reading
It’s getting near
The decorations are up, cards sent, presents bought and wrapped. Now only a few days more to go before the man in red drops down your chimney. That old story always gives me a mixed feeling of giggle and shiver … Continue reading
Never say never
In Madeira, as in Scotland, you are never far from the sea, though there the similarity fragments like the spray of a wave. Madeira can boast a fairly benign climate year round, although it does have its off days. But … Continue reading