Dodging the rain.

I don't understand it, here am I in the Algarve hiding from thunderstorms while in Gwytherin the sun is shining and it is lovely walking weather. Yesterday I headed inland to Silves to visit the castle and the town. I was here three years ago to visit the huge weekly market but now half of the market site is now a motor-home campground that sit there with their dishes pointing at the nearest satellite.
When I got back to the coast we had a cold front moving in from the south west with winds force 4 gusting 6 so I took the opportunity to do some reading. Diana by R F Delderfield is the closest I have so far managed to a romantic novel and at times I did get impatient with the characters but the last 10 or so pages had me crying my leg off and this was written by a man. I have asked for recommendations for female authors but none have so far been forthcoming. I have enjoyed a number of so called children's authors such as Rosemary Sutcliff and the authors of Divergent and The Hunger Games, please feel free to give me some hints but definitely no detective dramas, thank you.
Today my cloud dodging took me into Lagos town where I identified the restaurants recommended by JB and also found the barber for next weeks haircut but I had forgotten about the Autumn Internationals and only managed to catch the second half of England's annihilation of the Wallabies in a pub called Fools and Horses, a great year so far. Eddie Jones may have a Welsh name but I don't think he is pleasing too many of my neighbours or my sister Gill's in Australia for that matter.
I am having serious misgivings about this form of travelling but I will save my conclusions until the end or tour wash up.
New note to Kay, Perlenbecher is back to the original spelling in Portugal but still twist off.
So back to my book now, I have found a historical novel by Sharon Penman and so far she is ticking all the boxes.