Having spent a wonderful week in Vejer de la Frontera, Spain, I have returned with two new passions - sherry and bougainvillea. They both run freely in all quarters of this beautiful old town and are at their best when enjoyed together. The intense colours of the petals against the whitewashed walls of this Pueblo Blanco are breathtaking, while seeing it grow wild and free without the restraints of the british climate are a joy for the plantsman to behold. I'll set the scene, its late afternoon and most of the locals are asleep, whilst I am am tucked away in the cool corner of a courtyard under a canopy of shocking pink with an ice cold sherry in hand, heaven. This feels like the perfect mid-summer day, but its hard to believe this is autumn in southern Spain.