Friday, 18 September 2026

Someone smells of garlic

 I do love Brits abroad, especially the woman who was standing behind me in the passport queue arriving at Faro Airport. She said loudly, someone smells of garlic and shouldn’t be breathing so much. 

Well it was me, I cooked a lovely steak last night with lots of garlic and butter. Crikey she’ll have a problem with tapas and other wonderful local food. 

Welcome to Portugal! 

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