At least the sun has shone today. (Better than yesterday's downpours. In the evening we fed friends beef and Guinness stew in the warmth of the kitchen, seemed appropriate given the weather.)
There's been a biting wind from the north all day and tonight's temperature is dropping to 6°C. We've dragged the bougainvillea in its large pot into the house. Its soft new bronze leaves won't cope with the wind chill.
We've lit the stove in the lounge and the house smells of wood smoke.
We huddle on the sofa to watch Dr Who and then Brazil play football and finish yesterday's stew.