When we moved into the house we’re in now, we decided not to hook up the TV to any signal. That was 12 years ago. We don’t miss it much, except every four years when the World Cup comes around.

So this morning we’re going over to some friends’ house, about 5 minutes away, to watch the game which starts at 11 am. Big one today, against Portugal, the mother country.

Then back here for the ladies to prepare to travel to Sao Paulo today by bus, at 5 p.m. or so. Tomorrow there’s a ladies’ day in the capital, so they’re going to stay with Paula and Jorge tonight. They should be back tomorrow night.

Until then, just me and the dogs. And the fish. The br /latter I can handle. The dogs know to keep quiet when they’re with me, but still …

What do you think?