The other day I stopped for lunch at a cafe close to the Cais do Sodré.  As I turned to remove the rucksack from my back it swept the empty glasses from the next table onto the floor with a loud crash.

People looked up from their food and the manager glared at me with a very stern look on his face. Well, if only the tables weren’t so close to one another…

The arrival of the wine could not have been more timely…