I love Madeira at this time of year. The hot days are filled with fresh pineapple and slabs of watermelon and deliciously refreshing afternoon swims; the ripened vines are being harvested (by the old method, with a barefoot Mr Squodger squodging them in a shallow barrel); in the balmy evenings the dark sea sparkles with the lights of boats out night-fishing; and the stargazing at night is phenomenal.
It's pretty ideal, as lifestyles go. I feel very lucky indeed.
Mushroom update: first crop has finished, new crop growing slowly further along the ceiling. No sign of builder.