Accidentally put a locket with the only picture of my greatgrandparents through the wash. Amazingly, it's escaped almost unscathed.
Absolutely, positively the last lot of photos. I promise. No more for a week or two.
Lisbon is steep, so they made getting up hills an art form.
Pun absolutely intended.
Genteel to grubby.
A glimpse of the sea and the spirit of discovery (if you can shelve the postcolonial guilt).
Pasteis de nata, port and ginjinha…and the less said about deep-fried sugared cod the better.
There’s a lot of street art dotted around Lisbon, some stands out more than the rest. My favourite? The tiger-striped girl, surrounded by banana skins.