Wednesday, 15 October 2025

Eating the Algarve 2025

Originally posted in 2011, Eating the Algarve had a major rewrite in 2022 and since has been updated yearly.

Eating in the Algarve


Portugal
For me food ranks high among the pleasures of travel and 'eating local' is important. In a very few countries eating local is a chore, endless mutton in Mongolia (there is no choice) or two kebabs a day in Iran (I hear menus have diversified since 2000) leap to mind, but I have a much longer list of lands, from China in the east to Cuba in the west where dinner is a delight. Portugal ranks highly amongst them.

We first visited the Algarve, Portugal’s southernmost region, in 1982, returned several times in the 1990s and have not missed a year this century (except 2020, the Baleful Year of Covid). Since 2005 we have based ourselves at Carvoeiro, one of the smaller seaside resorts. I admire the way the locals accept that, for a part of the year at least, they are a minority in their own town, yet deal calmly and honestly with the invading hordes. I love the October warmth, the sunshine sparkling on the sea, the colours of the bougainvillea trailing across freshly painted white villas, but most of all I love the food.

The Algarve (Carvoeiro underlined) and its position in the Iberian Peninsula (shaded red in inset)

Portugal is often thought of as a Mediterranean country. Portuguese is a Latin language, the climate, particularly in the Algarve is Mediterranean as is the food. Tomatoes, garlic and peppers are important while olive oil is the essential cooking medium, condiment and salad dressing. All it lacks is a Mediterranean coast.

Warm(ish) and blue, but definitely the Atlantic Ocean, not the Mediterranean Sea

The Algarve is a tourist region and thus prey to foreign influences - tapas and sangria from Spain, salmon from northern Europe and, more recently ceviche from South America. Carvoeiro also offers Chinese, Indian, Thai and Nepalese cuisine – and all-day English Breakfast should that be the limit of your horizons. There are an increasing number of tapas, Italian and ‘Mediterranean’ restaurants, but most could still be described as 'tipico', where fresh, local ingredients are treated with respect.

Carvoeiro

I have nothing against Indian restaurants or ceviche, but this post is about Portuguese food with am Algarve accent. It is not fine dining (though the Algarve has its Michelin starred restaurants), nor exclusively about restaurant food, it is about good food at everyday prices – something Portugal does supremely well.

Breakfast

We do not go out for breakfast, and for the Portuguese at home, breakfast is little more than coffee, bread and jam, but I must crowbar in a mention of presunto. Portuguese has two words for ham, fiambre is wet cured ham, pink, flaccid and forgettable while presunto is air cured – very like the Spanish Serrano Ham. Of the many ways to enjoy presunto, none is better than smeared with a warm, runny egg-yolk.

Presunto, a sadly broken fried egg and an over-large breakfast

Although we eat presunto for breakfast regularly, this is not a regular breakfast, this is the final day, 'clear the fridge' breakfast - well, that's my excuse and I'm sticking to it.

Morning Snacks

Coffee and cake! A section of I Don’t have a Sweet Tooth but… is dedicated to Portuguese coffee and cake. I shall not repeat myself here, but I cannot resist a picture of café com leite with a pastel de nata, my absolute favourite.

What eleven o'clock is for

It does not look much, but melts away leaving a legacy of lovely, lingering flavours. It’s like Portugal, not always showy but full of depth and richness.

Light Lunch

As will become obvious we sometimes go out for lunch, but rarely for a 'light lunch' - keeping it 'light' would be nigh on impossible. But to control a regime noticeably leaning towards over-indulgence, light lunches are a necessity. We need salad - lettuce, tomatoes, peppers, garlic, a sprinkle of herbs, a dash of vinegar and a drizzle downpour of olive oil - and in the Algarve what better accompaniment than locally produced sardine paté...

Salad and sardine paté

…or maybe some cheese. The Portuguese tend to eat cheese at the start of a meal, but visitors can do as they please. The Algarve produces a little, but most eaten in the region comes from the Alentejo, the next district to the north, or from the Azores, 1,000km out in the Atlantic.

Two cheeses

On the left is an Alentejo sheep cheese. It is close textured with a gentle flavour, but a pleasing tang at the finish. (For more on Alentejo cheese see Eating and Drinking the Alentejo). On the right an Azores cheese made with mixed cow, goat and sheep milk – I don’t know of anywhere else that mixes milks. It is soft and creamy with a delicate flavour but a sumptuous texture.

Main Courses for the Main Meal of the Day (Usually Dinner, but Sometimes Lunch)

Introduction: Couvert

Maybe Portuguese portion sizes have increased, or - more likely - we are just getting old, but we no longer eat three course meals. Starters are pleasures of the past while desserts, if we bother at all involve two spoons but only one dessert. We do. howver maintain the Portugues tradition of a couvert.

In days of old, when clams were bold (or at least, cheap) you had no sooner sat down but some bread would arrive at your table, followed by the obligatory olives, sardine paté, carrots, maybe some cheese or a small fish. These were presented as though they were gifts, but of course you paid for them in the end, under the heading couvert (cover charge). This seemed fine to me, I liked the element of surprise and the cost was small, but clearly it did not please everybody. In the interests of transparency, the various items are listed and priced on the menu and you must ask for them, though specials, like a freshly prepared sardine paté, are sometimes offered verbally. We regard bread and olives as an absolute minimum, indeed starting a Portuguese meal without first eating a bowl of olives is downright perverse. We also like the garlicky, gently spiced boiled carrots which, despite numerous attempts, I have never quite managed to reproduce at home.

Bread, olives and white port - well why not?

Unlike the French, the Portuguese do not leave a specific time for an aperitif, but we like a white port while we are munching our olives. Sweet or dry it has just enough acidity to sharpen the appetite for whatever comes next.

Fish

Some 100km West to East and 50km North to South, the Algarve is a roughly rectangular with the Atlantic Ocean on two sides. Unsurprisingly, it is blessed with the freshest of fish.

Dourada e Robalo. Sea Bream and Sea Bass are ubiquitous. The tourist-driven fashion of late is to fillet them, but they used to be plated whole....

Robalo, Casa Palmeira, Carvoeiro 2023

....and thankfully still are at Casa Palmeira in Carvoeiro.

Dourado, Casa Palmeira, Carvoeiro 2023

This year (2025), I noticed menus offering Dourada and/or Robalo, while also offering 'fillet of Dourada/Robala' as a separate item, This seems a reasonable compromise, protecting those who suffer conniptions on seeing a fish head on their plate, its dulled eye staring reproachfully up at them, while allowing us more robust dinners to carry on as before.

Linguado Sole used to be on most menus, then disappeared and is now making a come back.

Sole, Bela Rosa, Carvoeiro 2024

My sole at Bela Rosa in Carvoeiro was minimalist, to say the least, and perhaps looks overcooked though it was not. Sole in the UK is ritually drowned in butter and pebble-dashed with capers and this made a pleasant change.

Sardinha. Sardines are available in (almost) every restaurant in the Algarve and are often the cheapest main course.

Sardines, Dona Barca 2024

Since 1982 we have been making what has become a pilgrimage to the Algarve’s second city of Portimão to eat sardines. The scruffy trestle tables on the dock have long been tidied up, but ducking under an arch from where they used to be brings you to a small square where Dona Barca, an old-style restaurant with communal tables, grills fish in the open air. Since we discovered it with Brian and Hilary in 2001(ish) we have never felt the need to go anywhere else for our sardines.

Dona Barca 2022, with Brian and Hilary
Sardines, salad and boiled potatoes, so simple, so satisfying

It is a treat we have often shared with friends, usually Brian and Hilary. Dona Barca is inexpensive, the food is excellent (they have a full menu, it’s not just sardines) and it is one of very few restaurants we visit with Portuguese customers as well as tourists. Sadly, the long communal tables disappeared two years ago – more victims of Covid?

Espadarte. We both like an occasional swordfish steak, though sometimes they can be a touch dry. It is a meaty fish and Lynne enjoyed her swordfish in A Galeria in Carvoeiro, though presentation does not appear to be the restaurant's greatest strength.

Swordfish, A Galeria, Carvoeiro 2025

At lunch at the Atlântida, on the beach at Alvor, they offered an Espadarte Algarvia. There is no agreed definition of ‘Algarvia’ or ‘Algarve style’ but I expected something with tomatoes, peppers and garlic. What I got was different.

Swordfish with orange and almonds, Restaurante Atlântida, Alvor 2022

Oranges and almonds are important local products, but I was not prepared for a slab of fish to be doused in orange (juice and pulp) and sprinkled with toasted almonds. ‘Oranges and fish!' I thought, 'No! No! Thrice No!’ But, believe it or not, it was the best thing I ate in our 2022 visit. Like Lister’s triple fried egg, chilli, chutney sandwich it was all wrong, but perfect.

Perhaps there is a fashion growing here. In 2023 I spotted a restaurant offering 'swordfish with coconut and passion fruit'. After discovering the pleasures of black scabbard fish, banana and passion fruit in Madeira I thought I might try it, until I read the restaurant's review.

We lunched at the Atlântida at the suggestion of my (distant) cousin Ricky, long- time Algarve resident, fluent Portuguese speaker and now a Portuguese citizen. See Finding a Long Lost Cousin.

Ricky and me, Restaurante Atlântida, Alvor 2022

Ensopado de Enguia (Eel Stew). The restaurants we use in Carvoeiro and along the coastal strip describe themselves as 'tipico' but their clientele is largely tourists and however tipico they want to be, they all have an eye on what will appeal to the north European palate.

In 2023 Ricky took us to the restaurant in her village. She told us they feed local workers on weekday lunchtime and on Sundays (when we visited) people drive up from Portimão (the nearest city) for 'country food'. Wherever the clientele came from they were overwhelmingly Portuguese

A Oficina, Mexilhoeira Grande

A Oficina gave us access to several dishes that do not make it onto the tourist menus and I could not resist trying ensopado de enguia, eel stew. Disks of perfectly cooked eel floated in a somewhat rustic sauce consisting largely of blitzed tomatoes strongly flavoured with coriander. It was accompanied by a plate of chips and fried bread, which would have been perfect if I spent my day labouring in the fields, but for an idle so-and-so like me, was more carbohydrate than I needed. The eel, though was delicious, the white, delicately flavoured flesh falling willingly from the spine.,

Eel stew, A Oficina, Mexilhoeira Grande, 2023

Bacalhau. The Portuguese love affair with salt cod started over 400 years ago and continues to this day, even in the Algarve. However, for me the Algarve is about fresh fish, and Bacalhau feels more at home in the Alentejo, which has much less coastline and a different culinary tradition. So, for Bacalhau dishes visit The Alentejo: Eating and Drinking 2024.

Other Denizens of the Deep

Lula. Squid has long been a favourite of both of us. They were disappearing from menus a couple of years ago, but I am glad to see they are now making a recovery. In 2022, 23 and (for Lynne) 24 and 25 We have eaten our squid at the Bela Rosa in Carvoeiro.

Squid at the Bela Rosa, Carvoeiro, 2022

Perfecting squid is tricky and Bela Rosa are doing well enough to encourage our repeated return, but the very finest squid we have eaten was served at Maria's, a breath of fresh air, proper Portugal and sensible pricing on the beach beyond the tourist wonderland of Vale de Lobo/Quinta da Largo. After several decades of sterling service Maria sold up. The restaurant is still there, the name is unchanged, but the prices have soared under management fully invested in the creeping Californication of the Algarve.

The good old days at Maria's, Quinta do Largo, 2011
Fish is always best eaten within sight of the sea

There is another style of squid dish that involves many small squid, sometimes, carefully stuffed and sometimes served in their own ink, as at Cozinha da Avó (Grandma's Kitchen) in Carvoeiro in 2024.

Squids, Cozinha da Avó, Carvoeiro 2024

Lynne is not keen on squids like this and it is not always clear which your are ordering, though these are usually sold as 'Algarve style' or 'house style'.

Polvo. We regularly ate octopus, more precisely, polvo à lagareiro in Martins Grill by the beach in Carvoeiro. Sadly Jan (Martins) Zegers died in 2019, Martins Grill closed soon after and octopus all but vanished in tourist orientated restaurants. This year (2025) saw a superabundance of octopuses in the waters around Devon and Cornwall, and as my fellow countryman and women have never warmed to their mild flavour and sumptuous texture, octopuses were exported to southern Europe in vast quantities. This may account for their appearance on many menus in Carvoeiro this year.

Polvo à lagareiro, Bela Rosa, Carvoeiro 2025

This year, while Lynne ate her squid in Bela Rosa, I went for the octopus from the specials board. It was the best polvo à lagareiro I have eaten. A lagareiro is a style of cooking that involves generous application of olive oil during the roasting phase and is perfect for octopus.

Arroz de Marisco. Seafood rice, a particular favourite of mine, usually comes as a dish for two. First comes the ritual tying on of the bib - this is going to be a messy business - and then a large earthenware bowl is placed on the table and the waiter gives it a judicious stir.

Arroz con Marisco, Casa Palmeira, Carvoeiro, 2023

He then hands over the spoon and what happens next is up to you. You spoon out a portion of rice, with clams, prawns, mussels, cracked crabs legs, langoustine and whatever else had been in the market that day. Fingers are required to liberate tasty morsels from shells - the crab legs sometimes require some force - and it all gets wonderfully messy. It can also demand some concentration!

I've found a clam! Casa Palmeira, Carvoeiro 2025

Tasty thought the morsels may be, I derive as much pleasure from the sauce and the rice that has been soaked in it as I do shellfish, indeed the whole process and the whole dish is a delight.

When all has been consumed it is time to sit back and relax. Although I like hands-on eating, I also enjoy washing my hands thoroughly when it is all over.

And relax, Casa Palmeira, Carvoeiro 2025

Amêijoas. Clams have always been important in Portugal but the last twenty years have seen serious over-fishing. Amêijoas à Bulhão Pato, clams in a garlicky broth, was once a cheap starter, it still appears on menus but now costs more than most main courses.

It is sometimes posssible to find a bag of fresh clams at a reasonable price in a supermarket and cook them at home. I have never essayed Amêijoas à Bulhão Pato, but I do a fair Amêijoas marinière to mess with a classic and mix languages.

Clams marinière frites

Camarão Prawns used to appear more in the starters section than in main courses, except of course in Arroz de Marisco.

More than 20 yeasr ago, when we still ate three courses, I used to enjoy the prawns piri piri starter at Retiro dos Indios outside Val de Lobo. The restaurant survives to this day, but I have no idea what is on the current menu. This year three prawn dishes appeared as main courses in the Bela Rosa, prawns piri, prawns 'house style' and shrimp curry - though they were all Camarão on the Portuguese menu.

I chose the curry...

Prawn curry, Bela Rosa, Carvoeiro, 2025

...it was all right but the chilli could have been hotter and the rest of the spicing was far too muted. And as for it being a shrimp curry, no these were (I am happy to say) prawns. British English makes a distinction between prawns and their much smaller cousins, shrimps. American English use the word 'shrimp' for all such crustaceans regardless of size, even for tiger prawns. Perhaps they found their curry recipe on an American website.

Cataplana Dishes

A cataplana is a cooking vessel unique to the Algarve. It consists of a pair of hinged copper shells which enclose the ingredients sealing in all the moisture and all the flavour. It can also be put on the heat either way up. A fish cataplana, usually serving two, will contain several pieces of fish - whatever is available that day - and, typically, prawns and mussels. The smell when your cataplana is opened at the table is memorable.

Cataplana, Vimar, Carvoeiro 2011

The cataplana in the picture was expertly cooked, but I doubt the slab of salmon among the fish is local, and nor are the New Zealand green-lipped mussels at the front. Local produce is excellent and promoting it is even more important now than it was in 2011.

Another dish traditionally cooked in a cataplana is pork and clams, and in 2022 I enjoyed this in an individual cataplana at the Casa Algarvia in Carvoeiro. This apparently strange combination was made in the Algarve, but undoubtedly designed in heaven.

Pork and clams in a cataplana, Casa Algarvia, Carvoeiro. 2022

As that last cataplana involved pork, it is time for the meat.

Meat

Borrego. Throughout the Algarve there are patches of scrubby land with a few sheep and a shepherd. The shepherds are uniformly the sort of old men who feel they still need to do something useful (an affliction I have never suffered from). Lynne felt that as they went to so much effort it was rude not to eat some lamb.

Lynne’s rack of lamb at the Casa Algarvia was top quality meat, perfectly cooked. Unfortunately it was marred by a squirt of sweet commercial mint sauce at the side of the plate, partly over some salad. I suspect unimaginative British tourists have for years been telling Portuguese restaurateurs that ‘we always eat lamb with mint sauce’ and this is the result. Not all restaurants make this error, and mint sauce has its place in a British-style ‘roast dinner’, but here it was just inappropriate.

Rack of lamb, Casa Algarvia, Carvoeiro, 2022

Frango Piri-piri. Chicken piri-piri was on (almost) every menu in the Algarve long before Nando’s existed. Nandos was co-founded in South Africa by Fernando Duarte, a Portuguese Mozambiquan who gave the dish the fast-food franchise treatment and aligned himself with the gastro-criminals of KFC, MacDonalds and the rest. There are mercifully very few fast-food franchises in Portugal (though there is a Burger King with a ludicrously large sign in Lagoa) and chicken piri-piri is cooked individually by each restaurant in their own style. It is traditionally our lunch on our last day in Portugal.

Chicken piri-piri, O Barco, Carvoeiro 2022

Portugal and the chilli: a small digression

The chilli pepper was first cultivated in Mexico some 10,000 years ago. Several millennia later It was taken to Asia by Portuguese traders, arriving in India in the late 16th century and recasting the whole cuisine of south-east Asian. Vindaloo, the ultimate test of British diner's machismo, originated in the Portugal's Indian colony of Goa, as an example Portuguese/Indian fusion.

They took the variety that would become piri-piri to Africa and it made its way to the Portuguese mainland from their colony of Mozambique. Chilli does not appear in traditional Portuguese cookery but sausages (chouriço piquante) and sardine paté with piri-piri are widely available, as is piri-piri sauce, suggesting it is much used in home cookery.

Desserts

Dessert menus usually involve a large glossy folded card produced by a manufacturer of synthetic desserts and ice creams. Stuck somewhere on the card there will always be a small, sometimes hand-written, list of the grown-up desserts, many of them made in-house. Ever present is pudim flan, a rich eggy caramel custard, which is perfect when you have too little room for anything heavier. Sometimes it is just perfect.

Lynne and a pudim flan, Martin's Grill, Carvoeiro 2019

If you have a little more space left, there are bolos (cakes) and tartes (translation unnecessary) made from local produce including (but not limited to) almonds, figs…

Fig and almond roll, Atlântida, Alvor, 2022

… carobs, oranges…

An amazingly light yet full flavoured orange cake, and an affogato of sorts
O Barco, Carvoeira, 2022

and apples. The cakes are usually made with one egg more than would be normal elsewhere and are universally wonderful.

And there is always the mysterious little package known as Dom Rodrigo.

Dom Rodrigo, Marisqueirra Portugal, Carvoeiro, 2022
Very enjoyable, but rather small once you get in there

Extroduction

The end of a meal demands one of these.

Bica

The Portuguese version of an expresso is maybe larger than the Italian, but although it is strong the flavour is less aggressive and more layered. It is known as a bica, a word which also means spout and, in some contexts, nipple, though I have no idea why. Decaf is available, should you deem it wiser in the evening.

When you ask for the bill, it will usually be presented with a small glass of port, bagaçeira or almond liqueur. Once you have paid up and drunk up it is time to go.

Thursday, 4 September 2025

Barnard Castle

A Brief Stop for Lunch and Several Reasons to Return

Does Barnard Have a Castle?


County Durham
We set out to drive to Alnwick in Northumberland, but that takes 4 hours or more, so we needed a lunch stop. As the driver, Lynne decided to take the M6 as far as Tebay, eschew its excellent service station, turn right and track east cross-country to Barnard Castle. I had an eye operation two weeks ago and she thought we could have lunch, and I could check my eyesight while I was there; it was the obvious place to go.

Co Durham and its position within England (inset)
Barnard Castle is a town with some 5,000 inhabitants in the south west of the county

Arriving from the east we entered the town over the old bridge across the River Tees below the eponymous castle. The bridge was rebuilt in 1596 incorporating elements of a much older structure.

The castle is atmospheric if somewhat skeletal. Built at the end of the 11th century, it controlled the river crossing between the Bishop of Durham’s territory to the north and the feudal lordship known as the ‘Honour of Richmond’ to the south. It was updated in the12th and early 13th centuries by the Balliol family who (off and on) claimed the throne of Scotland (see The Battle of Stirling in the Stirling) post. The Earls of Warwick then held the castle until 1471 when it passed to the Duke of Gloucester, later Richard III, who held it until his death at the battle of Bosworth in 1485. In 1569, the ‘Rising of the North’, a Catholic insurrection against Elizabeth I, led to rebels besieging and then taking the castle after a damaging bombardment. The castle never recovered and was abandoned in the early 17th century.

Barnard Castle above the River Tees

We did not visit the castle – now in the care of English Heritage – as this was only a lunch stop. The borrowed photo, by Ben Gamble, is part of the Geograph project collection and is reproduced under Creative Commons Attribution-Share Alike 2.0 Generic licence.

Anything Else?

Other than the castle, Barnard Castle’s main attraction is the Bowes Museum. It is housed in a purpose-built château designed by Jules Pellechet in French Second Empire style. Building started in 1869 (the 2nd Empire collapsed in 1870) and the museum opened to the public in 1892. It was the vision of wealthy local landowner John Bowes and his Wife Joséphine, though unfortunately neither lived to see their museum open.

It has displays of art – paintings by Canaletto, El Greco and Goya among others – ceramics, silver, tapestries, sculpture and local history. There is also the Silver Swan – a life-sized 18th century automaton - that elegantly “catches fish” when activated. It is the only exhibit I remember from our visit in the 1970s. There was no visit this time, entry now costs £20 a head, too much for a lunchtime brief encounter.

Once round the castle we drove up The Bank – the lower part of what might elsewhere be called the High Street - and then went twice round the Market Cross. This was not strictly necessary, and the event produced a minor domestic dispute, finally settled by allotting the blame to me. Continuing through the High Street’s upper section, known Horse Market, we rounded the bend into Galgate. On our right was a large car park outside the local Morrisons, so we stopped there.

Barnard Castle Market Cross

Testing One's Eyesight

The first thing I did after leaving the car park was to test my eyesight, it is a long tradition in Barnard Castle dating all the way back to 2020.

Looking at things to test my eyesight, Barnard Castle

In April that year, during the first COVID lockdown, Dominic Cummings - Chief Adviser to PM Boris Johnson - travelled with his wife and child from London to Durham after she developed COVID symptoms. The rest of us were dutifully staying at home, as instructed, but an allowance was made for those seeking necessary childcare support. Few people imagined this allowance covered a five-hour drive.

Sometime later Cummings admitted to being seen in Barnard Castle (about 30 minutes from Durham - I have a Durham post, too). He had driven there, he said, to "test his eyesight" and ensure he was safe to make the long drive back to London after recovering from COVID symptoms.

Few people believed him. Apart from it being against lockdown regulation, would a sensible person take a 30-minute drive to see if their eyesight was fit for driving? Mine is marginal, so Lynne drove me here and after 20 minutes in Barnard Castle it still seemed marginal. Both Cummings and Johnson apparently believed in one rule for the people and another rule for them. Cummings resigned in November 2020, Johnson some 18 months later.

Lunch

Brie and Cranberry

We located a convenient café on Galgate and ordered toasties and a cup of tea. I enjoyed my brie and cranberry toastie and it set me wondering how a cheese from northern France first met a berry from the coastal United States and struck up a relationship. I asked the ever-semi-reliable ChatGPT and they told me that it is an English sandwich filling which first appeared in the early 2000s - they could cite no specific ‘first instance’ - and spread organically until it became widespread. The British market for French soft cheeses, they said, expanded markedly in the early 2000s, about the same time as cranberry sauce was first being imported from America where it had long been a traditional part of Thanksgiving and Christmas meals. There may be a grain of truth there, but cranberry sauce has been part of my Christmases since the 1970s and I have been eating brie and camembert since the 60s. Perhaps, when it comes to new foods, I grew up in a family of early adopters. I would note the combination requires an under-ripe brie, like most of those in British supermarkets. A fully ripe Brie de Meaux is a joy but would be overpowering in this context.

And a Side Order of Compassion

As we were finishing, an elderly man came in and sat at the table next to us. I am 75, I would hate to be called elderly (even if I am) but I have just used that word to describe somebody else. I doubt he was much older than me and he seemed in reasonable physical condition, but the blank look in his eye suggested he was not the man he once was. One of the young women who work in the café greeted him by name. “Hello Lenny,” she said, “D’you want a cup of tea?” He stared straight ahead but did not answer. She fetched some tea, put it in front of him and sat down opposite. “Do you want something to eat?” There was a long silence, but she waited patiently. “What's the soup?” “You wouldn't like it, Lenny. Would you like some apple tart?” He did not answer. “We’ve got custard, would you like some custard?” He nodded. She went away and returned bearing a bowl containing a large slice of apple tart wallowing in custard. He picked up his spoon and started eating with obvious relish.

We left at that point. I have no idea how much help he needs and gets, but he was reasonably well turned out.  Maybe he comes in every day, but the important point is that he was treated with sensitivity and compassion - a shining example of kindness in a world that sees too little of it.

Horse Market

Walking back round into Horse Market we saw a gentle curve of buildings running down to the Market Cross.  Most look Georgian though some are younger and a few older. Many have blue plaques explaining the various uses the premises have been put to over the centuries.

Horse Market, Barnard Castle

The good people of Barnard Castle have a Morrisons and a Lidl for their convenience but are blessed by also having the option of proper old-fashioned butchers and an artisan baker with a side-line in interesting cheeses. One of the several pubs offers ‘dog friendly karaoke’ (no, nor me) and there is an African/Caribbean coffee shop. I do not know when Nobia and Sons opened, but they have earned many friendly reviews over the last two and a half years. They sell the standard coffee and cakes but also offer Jollof rice, curry goat, jerk chicken and more. For a fleeting moment a second lunch seemed a good idea, then reality kicked in. Further down is a farmer’s market; it seems the only thing you cannot buy in the Horse Market is a horse.

Horse Market, the Market Cross and St Mary's Church

The octagonal market cross that we earlier circumnavigated was built in 1747 by wealthy wool merchant Thomas Breaks. The open ground floor was used by farmers selling butter, eggs and the like, while the upper storey has been variously used as a courtroom, gaol, fire station and town hall.

The principal modern use of the Grade 1 listed building, sometimes referred to by locals as ‘Breaks' Folly’ is as a traffic hazard. It reduces visibility for all drivers and is regularly clipped by HGVs making their way through the town (see the Teesdale Mercury. 2019).

St Mary's Parish Church, Barnard Castle

St Mary’s church dates from the early 12th century, the time Bernard de Balliol built the stone castle and gave his name to the town that would develop round it.

Like all old churches, there have been alterations and additions over the centuries, though most of what we can see is 14th century or earlier. The main exception is the tower that was rebuilt in 1873–74 as it was in danger of collapse.

The Parish Church of St Mary, Barnard Castle

Inside it has some odd features and at first sight appears to have been built backwards, but the pews do point in the usual direction.

Looking towards the west window, St Mary's Barnard Castle

There is a rather worn probably 14th century effigy of St Anthony and a boar. St Anthony, the patron saint of swineherds, is linked to the Augustinians, and an Augustinian friary was established in 1380 in Thorngate, just south of the castle and 250m from the church. No one knows what happened to the friary or whether it was ever fully established, but maybe the boar came to the church from there.

St Anthony and a Boar, St Mary's, Barnard Castle

The castle passed to the Duke of Gloucester, later Richard III, who also has the boar as his symbol. Under his patronage the church was enlarged, though the unusual flight of stairs up to the chancel was probably built later.

Steps up to the chancel, St Mary's Barnard Castle

In front of the steps is a stone arch with the sculpted head of Edward IV (Richard’s older brother) to the left….

Edward IV, St Mary's, Barnard Castle

…and Richard himself, as Duke of Gloucester, to the right. A hundred years later Shakespeare painted Richard III as a villain, but Shakespeare’s history plays never bothered too much with historical accuracy and Richard has been rehabilitated recently.

The Duke of Gloucester (later Richard III) St Mary's, Barnard Castle 

There is an enormous font from about the same time. A stool is provided for the priest to stand on while baptising children, but the diving board was removed in the 19th century. The letters and symbols carved round the edge have no known meaning.

Enormous font, St Mary's, Barnard Castle

Back to the Car and on to Alnwick

As we returned from the church it started to rain. At first the big, fat, lazy drops had space between them, but the further we walked the closer together the drops became and the harder and faster they fell. By the time we reached Morrisons, it was a torrential downpour, so we and a dozen others stood beneath their awning and waited. Rain that hard cannot last long, but as soon as it eased a new cloud cracked open and the intensity returned. After the third time this happened we ran for it.

Despite selecting ‘recommended route’ for the remainder of our journey to Alnwick, our SatNav chose the scenic route - at least as far as Newcastle and the A1. We crossed the bleak moorland of Teesdale and Weardale, which have their charms when you are pottering, but the narrow, meandering roads are frustrating when you have somewhere to go. One consolation of this diversion is that our route grazed the edge of the large village/small town of Stanhope. If other fans of Vera, the good-hearted but curmudgeonly detective who makes Morse look like a party animal, were wondering where she got her surname, they need wonder no more.

We reached Alnwick in the late afternoon, feeling that we should give Barnard Castle a proper visit one day soon.

Thank you for reading to the end. Your reward for doing so is the information that one 'fact' about St Mary's Church was invented by the author. But you knew that anyway.