I feel a bit sorry for this fella trying to tell an interesting anecdote about that time he met the widow of Portugal’s favourite writer. Only one problem: Fernando Pessoa wasn’t married and, having died in 1935, even if he had been, it seems unlikely his widow would be in a fit state to hang around in museums having bants with Irish tourists.
People reckon he must have meant José Saramago, whose widow, Pilar Del Rio is still very much with us.
It’s so sad though. Great story, he’s showing interest in the local literature and football, it’s working, but he just muddled up the name. Oof. Totally the sort of thing I’d do but thank goodness, if it were me, there wouldn’t be anyone around to film it.