A beautiful place, serenely run. Martin and Alexandra, a Danish-Portuguese couple, fell in love with an 18th-century ruin and ended up with a paradise. Agapanthus, plumbago and fruit trees mingle with cacti and man-made streams, and the freshwater lake – where you swim with tiny fish – is a magnet for dragonflies and butterflies. There are chlorine pools, too – two of them. You arrive at a big blue iron gate surrounded by whitewashed walls to find storks nesting on top of a telegraph pole and a cluster of cottages around a central farmhouse. All are generously proportioned and well equipped. The décor is Scandinavian-Portuguese, the wood is limewashed in pale cream, and the (very) private patios have herb gardens and fountains. A drop-water system services the gardens and the sunshades are made of bamboo. You can visit Olhão’s Moorish streets and seafood restaurants, or catch the ferry to Isla Deserta. The nearest shops are in Fuzeta, three miles – but when you’ve a shop for basics, a playground for children, free bikes and badminton under the trees, why leave?