tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-63586596170522959772024-02-19T17:13:57.886+00:00Pensei que sabiaRubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.comBlogger1819125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-40696317552494377282023-08-30T18:09:00.002+01:002023-08-30T18:09:54.268+01:00Henry Veitch e a Quinta da Serra: o harém do cônsul inglês na Madeira<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Há dois ou três anos, li o livro de memórias do arquiduque Maximiliano da Áustria e da sua esposa, Carlota da Bélgica, sobre as impressões que retiveram da Madeira quando visitaram a ilha juntos, em 1859. O arquiduque Maximiliano era irmão do imperador Francisco José da Áustria e a sua esposa, Carlota da Bélgica, era filha do rei Leopoldo I da Bélgica e também irmã do futuro rei Leopoldo II, o carrasco do Congo…</span></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqcfgZzrKAcBgQkYQfzdl-Z0bclLG6g5vVHTGXh-1wwGm6vN-xz-TFrvRfQPyKCyOjHJxxOcR7ge_kB7jOhySfdvGBqTUJSoPiMoXUiASn_EOrWzMGFGxJuIzGivefGDWC1psLYIkTeYhcJ3kuKDYYc4RPTaZJS_eJAGPsD0jSTqc84stay5J6fvYK0Vn/s700/4.webp" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="523" data-original-width="700" height="239" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgJqcfgZzrKAcBgQkYQfzdl-Z0bclLG6g5vVHTGXh-1wwGm6vN-xz-TFrvRfQPyKCyOjHJxxOcR7ge_kB7jOhySfdvGBqTUJSoPiMoXUiASn_EOrWzMGFGxJuIzGivefGDWC1psLYIkTeYhcJ3kuKDYYc4RPTaZJS_eJAGPsD0jSTqc84stay5J6fvYK0Vn/s320/4.webp" width="320" /></a></span></div><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Maximiliano e Carlota</span></span></div></span><p></p><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Achei muito interessante ler as observações que tinham dos usos e <a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer;" tabindex="-1"></a>costumes da Madeira oitocentista, e do fascínio pelas paisagens e pela fauna e flora da ilha. Mas o que achei mais curioso mesmo foi quando o arquiduque andou a passear pelas serras do Estreito de Câmara de Lobos, hoje freguesia do Jardim da Serra, e descreveu uma quinta abandonada que tinha pertencido a um cônsul britânico já falecido. </span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEAZYeNnswr3BnDvCaUHjOMP_ptCch3osdm7u7YqavEHLb61jEwefdJikan6n5IESMdV1-Qt5KHa90L2t9JSGKRDapUBEMsxqFFuK-pDL7IciET9fLpst6zszU39k00r2B_EdL-FZhXJTbIYopO2Ma3p6xw2X6RASGdgQpU4PPBg1MdkCRdVA9ZMza_VWb/s1824/5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1368" data-original-width="1824" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgEAZYeNnswr3BnDvCaUHjOMP_ptCch3osdm7u7YqavEHLb61jEwefdJikan6n5IESMdV1-Qt5KHa90L2t9JSGKRDapUBEMsxqFFuK-pDL7IciET9fLpst6zszU39k00r2B_EdL-FZhXJTbIYopO2Ma3p6xw2X6RASGdgQpU4PPBg1MdkCRdVA9ZMza_VWb/s320/5.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutMvHT7YlN5ROClFJoKTRzdkB8wAzTYbuRrvmIOX1G9NiLj0zG4oB2yc_AEX49Q5YWDYirHX_TaOsm7edw0fvkUj2SLyx-uSfWWSmdS4V0bl1KsO3wrCKj6FfF0VOEjxoTBqwK_4YaMuRhx-XJu1NT45JSo8IHKn5bXHZ2VSrr77OeauNEvesQdNB6Wis/s1824/26.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1824" data-original-width="1368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgutMvHT7YlN5ROClFJoKTRzdkB8wAzTYbuRrvmIOX1G9NiLj0zG4oB2yc_AEX49Q5YWDYirHX_TaOsm7edw0fvkUj2SLyx-uSfWWSmdS4V0bl1KsO3wrCKj6FfF0VOEjxoTBqwK_4YaMuRhx-XJu1NT45JSo8IHKn5bXHZ2VSrr77OeauNEvesQdNB6Wis/s320/26.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;">Maximiliano dizia que a quinta tinha sido habitada por um devasso que manteve um harém de meninas jovens e pobres das redondezas, que aliciava com dinheiro e ouro. Lembrei-me logo da telenovela Tieta do Agreste e das ‘rolinhas do coronel’, e quis ver se encontrava mais informação sobre quem foi esse devasso e que quinta era essa… Ao descrever o estado de total abandono da quinta, o arquiduque Maximiliano disse o seguinte:</span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">“Além disso, a casa e o fresco jardim têm os seus segredos negros. Um velho, com certa de 70 anos de idade, viveu aqui uma vida de pecado licencioso com o seu harém, que consistia em 30 mulheres de várias idades. Mal uma jovem florescesse na vizinhança, era atraída com dinheiro para as garras desse idoso pecador. Agora, os seus ossos apodrecem sob um obelisco de mármore rodeado de ciprestes, no parque que ele próprio plantou.”</span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGThz9A_lOMqm_Mt46n1iDayEJzFNVd_rjeFRHaP-nHGJf_3xWIJv5pmQk744mpZP4_52MZjtgnuFP0Pj9DDXmRmIicsOO27kqO1QMR7QZqR-_oxo28AhIPvcJk8HpyYssW3In-29NnYsxJp1NaLWY_zNanw3WNfmK1-GxbRJBiApenzLuHffk7lD4qNG9/s1824/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1824" data-original-width="1368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjGThz9A_lOMqm_Mt46n1iDayEJzFNVd_rjeFRHaP-nHGJf_3xWIJv5pmQk744mpZP4_52MZjtgnuFP0Pj9DDXmRmIicsOO27kqO1QMR7QZqR-_oxo28AhIPvcJk8HpyYssW3In-29NnYsxJp1NaLWY_zNanw3WNfmK1-GxbRJBiApenzLuHffk7lD4qNG9/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk1ZyDpIRZGIy6Not76-iYQOd75vFfbn-8m2QlQF7WNrfKmH1_VDTj78Vr2QLO6BeQOsc3GqT3_lDEPjptdRFPE1-BrwOjejxNfIGkJoILqcbvc-nWPb-SyjPMXAVZjTjNPZJRFK5IW4qM3YfzkJrI0DTTJ7m9JwG2EJvrikFCFQR--fA2Vs82XN3uw9JT/s1824/15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1368" data-original-width="1824" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhk1ZyDpIRZGIy6Not76-iYQOd75vFfbn-8m2QlQF7WNrfKmH1_VDTj78Vr2QLO6BeQOsc3GqT3_lDEPjptdRFPE1-BrwOjejxNfIGkJoILqcbvc-nWPb-SyjPMXAVZjTjNPZJRFK5IW4qM3YfzkJrI0DTTJ7m9JwG2EJvrikFCFQR--fA2Vs82XN3uw9JT/s320/15.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIDbDkUxPOcarFU_l6Fk-dB1aiFcidHH6TMIildGMU6kG4C4KiYeDUU8QvP7-4CAJP54uvQMYNCy5aGgOA9yNM5At7pno5XW57HB_J-yIxKxa9vzX9rdgZx9CrhBXTdAMJuuqB6TQ4o3Z7UTF9QElBMEgrNXEENuAsxdcx5hMYqhutZRI1ueabGKmD3zk/s1824/22.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1824" data-original-width="1368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgTIDbDkUxPOcarFU_l6Fk-dB1aiFcidHH6TMIildGMU6kG4C4KiYeDUU8QvP7-4CAJP54uvQMYNCy5aGgOA9yNM5At7pno5XW57HB_J-yIxKxa9vzX9rdgZx9CrhBXTdAMJuuqB6TQ4o3Z7UTF9QElBMEgrNXEENuAsxdcx5hMYqhutZRI1ueabGKmD3zk/s320/22.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;">Embora a informação seja escassa, consegui com alguma pesquisa descobrir que se trata da Quinta da Serra, hoje um hotel rural 5 estrelas, e o devasso foi mesmo o cônsul britânico Henry Veitch (1782-1857). O diplomata tinha origem escocesa e chegou à Madeira em 1799. Viveu na ilha a maior parte da vida e em 1815, quando Napoleão Bonaparte passou pela Madeira a caminho do exílio em Santa Helena, o cônsul foi das poucas pessoas a estar com Napoleão. Foi convidado a subir a bordo do navio e ofereceu-lhe frutas e vinhos.</span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSkzBSVYjwexiM1Gm0KlMNC2f62fBWyoB3Le2WnmPT55dpOTzvTWiIIxpaIObtxx38Yo4VouZa0WiAP9zcGDU387dh4hCFG5GpOdKTSkU_xb63Yc5RVGG5XTU6u34Uym9GTDVIeGp0MrNu3F98069c3HOqPnnW-xmWGykgZLxJLYqT3OEKLhyqhfuErcg/s1824/29.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1824" data-original-width="1368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLSkzBSVYjwexiM1Gm0KlMNC2f62fBWyoB3Le2WnmPT55dpOTzvTWiIIxpaIObtxx38Yo4VouZa0WiAP9zcGDU387dh4hCFG5GpOdKTSkU_xb63Yc5RVGG5XTU6u34Uym9GTDVIeGp0MrNu3F98069c3HOqPnnW-xmWGykgZLxJLYqT3OEKLhyqhfuErcg/s320/29.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7MyVkawZw6E7asGo6IOBALRf-Zr9yfrhtpdZULc5UgH9Nt91lMWfrKhe78bgCbMAJluMR-Dv2FqgQMlUUbEzfqJ_hTFfwueQXu0O7Kp4Y19sDcKZmreTG2CceK9SF-q5S7Q9V-mVobX8Zx0fHfxm9ke7iNJ-xaq45_N1Rx3zgjKlATMxt4K7Gd-ozx5s/s1824/30.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1824" data-original-width="1368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEid7MyVkawZw6E7asGo6IOBALRf-Zr9yfrhtpdZULc5UgH9Nt91lMWfrKhe78bgCbMAJluMR-Dv2FqgQMlUUbEzfqJ_hTFfwueQXu0O7Kp4Y19sDcKZmreTG2CceK9SF-q5S7Q9V-mVobX8Zx0fHfxm9ke7iNJ-xaq45_N1Rx3zgjKlATMxt4K7Gd-ozx5s/s320/30.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Restos mortais de Henry Veitch</span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiuNYSH_Y62Syl1hBqWcaQn8E1oy0Xc0FHI7_pJiQsp9szJVyMb4K9cPYgDL4ne1qh_FDHvv9MJxvvj9xojlRl-q-w-v7B4J0SCu042gfl73mwXuyXgO_t7M8J3CZRosER5gdkEsK3KDUQFMwuPg7KnwFpGHNQZ1ocPzXM9CMpB3VPEjvqybWrJS6alN-S/s1824/32.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1824" data-original-width="1368" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhiuNYSH_Y62Syl1hBqWcaQn8E1oy0Xc0FHI7_pJiQsp9szJVyMb4K9cPYgDL4ne1qh_FDHvv9MJxvvj9xojlRl-q-w-v7B4J0SCu042gfl73mwXuyXgO_t7M8J3CZRosER5gdkEsK3KDUQFMwuPg7KnwFpGHNQZ1ocPzXM9CMpB3VPEjvqybWrJS6alN-S/s320/32.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;">O diplomata escocês tinha boas relações com as autoridades locais e foi um importante e abastado comerciante na Madeira, sobretudo na área dos vinhos. Há quem diga que fez contrabando comercial. Para além de ter mandado construir a Quinta da Serra, os edifícios que são hoje o Instituto do Vinho da Madeira e o Clube Naval foram também mandados construir por Henry Veitch.</span></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhCt0DvzPxoqjGSe_zh8eEPqCcsFL0IIdHhmnmb0f-aQJMwoPpa_CEEiUxx7qh4tac1eQotFYQW7A6YXYPhBe1FxM9PajU5U5rvjMht-aSESFyUJneRx1G5nIC3mfEDcH87ehBt54hoZT9VymjPeP4pUTtr9WnpXyr26X9Vaap9h5_vrBK52S5AwXN7rm/s562/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="562" data-original-width="413" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWhCt0DvzPxoqjGSe_zh8eEPqCcsFL0IIdHhmnmb0f-aQJMwoPpa_CEEiUxx7qh4tac1eQotFYQW7A6YXYPhBe1FxM9PajU5U5rvjMht-aSESFyUJneRx1G5nIC3mfEDcH87ehBt54hoZT9VymjPeP4pUTtr9WnpXyr26X9Vaap9h5_vrBK52S5AwXN7rm/s320/3.jpg" width="235" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: arial; font-size: small;">Henry Veitch</span></div></div></div><div class="x11i5rnm xat24cr x1mh8g0r x1vvkbs xtlvy1s x126k92a" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; margin: 0.5em 0px 0px; overflow-wrap: break-word; white-space-collapse: preserve;"><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;">Dado que foi casado duas vezes, em primeiras núpcias com uma britânica e depois de ficar viúvo com uma senhora madeirense, tendo filhos com ambas, fico a pensar como é que conciliou esse harém de meninas no Jardim da Serra com os respectivos casamentos… Talvez porque a quinta era remota e de difícil acesso… As esposas residiam no Funchal e as rolinhas no campo?! Há fontes que também confirmam que das incursões com o harém houve muita descendência ilegítima no Jardim da Serra. Será que ainda por lá vivem?</span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-family: arial;"><br /></span></div><div dir="auto" style="text-align: justify;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvphtvotFIVfUCM1mPjePFb8lb-E-D3mFx6uQo_PEbn8Ma4NS4zT4tFQeugWh8F4hfSmH-afiy0NdPc-JlaYv4FD1x-jKmTnxW6lgpuz55HwiGY739NLqhulowrThLCbadykmaY5VpRvp9-fmsNtFNSgkhbOz4X1KH8_TUR_i15dl3eaNzpHW1b9kc4bY/s1824/6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1368" data-original-width="1824" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgCvphtvotFIVfUCM1mPjePFb8lb-E-D3mFx6uQo_PEbn8Ma4NS4zT4tFQeugWh8F4hfSmH-afiy0NdPc-JlaYv4FD1x-jKmTnxW6lgpuz55HwiGY739NLqhulowrThLCbadykmaY5VpRvp9-fmsNtFNSgkhbOz4X1KH8_TUR_i15dl3eaNzpHW1b9kc4bY/s320/6.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rSQncgEDv0ySzvXPcjZTkxJqv3QDr6RbxrtlZchZkzMH16tNvmg5kIJ81cOY7ts9KylOP5woi6IN_sL1yT4DRuApf6K2Q--qTN1wh4KiMaiaEPnmfog5vEQl2RRVznkCgz-7MAPie4N9UUNfQqxpGu5W-PS1iLgVziebS9dnRhYuRw_zBt51F1fii9NT/s1824/9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1368" data-original-width="1824" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9rSQncgEDv0ySzvXPcjZTkxJqv3QDr6RbxrtlZchZkzMH16tNvmg5kIJ81cOY7ts9KylOP5woi6IN_sL1yT4DRuApf6K2Q--qTN1wh4KiMaiaEPnmfog5vEQl2RRVznkCgz-7MAPie4N9UUNfQqxpGu5W-PS1iLgVziebS9dnRhYuRw_zBt51F1fii9NT/s320/9.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><span style="font-family: arial;">Claro que depois de saber disto tudo, tive de fazer umas visitas in loco. O ano passado, fui conhecer a Quinta da Serra e fiquei fascinada. É um espaço de paz e tranquilidade na natureza, com algumas plantações de frutas e legumes que são usadas na unidade hoteleira. Tomámos café no bar junto à piscina coberta. Depois de ter visto o tamanho da piscina prometi que da próxima vez viria para pernoitar. E assim foi, este ano passámos um fim-de-semana na Quinta da Serra. Voltei a perder-me nos jardins, passei uma tarde a nadar e visitei novamente o local na quinta onde está sepultado o cônsul Henry Veitch. Deixo o registo fotográfico, com mais algumas informações.</span></div></div>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-20938293907907153552023-02-27T16:58:00.000+00:002023-02-27T16:58:15.222+00:00Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese - O Pub onde Dickens ia molhar o bico<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Quando trabalhei na zona financeira de Londres, passava em frente ao "Ye Olde Cheshire Cheese" todos os dias. É uma referência para quem procura pubs antigos. Sempre quis entrar, ontem foi o dia. Aberto tal como está, desde 1667, é uma instituição dos copos e da tertúlia social que teve clientes regulares como os escritores Charles Dickens e Mark Twain, e também o académico que criou o primeiro dicionário da língua inglesa, Dr Samuel Johnson, cuja casa já visitei e fica ali </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><a style="color: #385898; cursor: pointer; font-family: inherit;" tabindex="-1"></a></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">perto. Boswell, Carlyle, Yeats, Thackeray e Roosevelt também vieram aqui molhar o bico. Adorei a experiência de andar por corredores e salas escuras, escadas que nos levam a pisos inferiores onde há mais salas e bares, com imenso carácter e tradição. Dickens e Johnson jantaram muitas vezes no Chop Room. Há também uma primeira edição do livro 'A Tale of two cities', onde Dickens menciona o nome do pub. Excelente forma de acabar a semana.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zHBDLsGFAHHRtjjjk3y-yDw6c69f-SuDYkisgAkRX9lOKYuvLmvWu7JftfDkQdAvGydbypAGX526d8m3dphOIZw1cE65jl4clwRi5WByIDF-hCECkwBaGofRyogJqwVSs9PG8A9PN09k5ujQ_q2iGrHDSKvh7StJgwnxn5aKJKl4_35iFEbCr3vUuQ/s2048/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj2zHBDLsGFAHHRtjjjk3y-yDw6c69f-SuDYkisgAkRX9lOKYuvLmvWu7JftfDkQdAvGydbypAGX526d8m3dphOIZw1cE65jl4clwRi5WByIDF-hCECkwBaGofRyogJqwVSs9PG8A9PN09k5ujQ_q2iGrHDSKvh7StJgwnxn5aKJKl4_35iFEbCr3vUuQ/s320/1.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Então é assim. Ludovika, Sophie e Augusta eram irmãs. Ludovika era mãe da imperatriz Sissi da Áustria e Sophie era mãe do imperador Francisco José, sendo por isso sogra e tia de Sissi. Ludovika enamorou-se do rei deposto português Miguel de Bragança, não casou com ele porque os pais não acharam uma união conveniente. A filha mais velha de Ludovika, Helen, era para ser a futura imperatriz da Áustria. Acontece que Fransciso José quando a viu conheceu também a irmã Sissi, e perdeu-se de amores por Sissi.</span><p></p><div class="elementToProof" style="border: 0px; font-family: "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 12px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Helen casou com outro aristocrata, teve uma filha que também se chamou Elizabeth e que casou com o Miguel de Bragança filho do rei português deposto. Ou seja, a avó Ludovika não conseguiu casar com quem queria, mas a neta casou com o filho do seu antigo amor.</div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">A irmã Augusta teve uma filha Amelie que foi a segunda esposa de D. Pedro I do Brasil. Deste casamento nasceu a princesa Maria Amélia, que ficou noiva do irmão de Francisco José da Austria, o duque Maximiliano. Maria Amélia acabou por falecer, no Funchal, com tuberculose aos 22 anos.</div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Por sua vez, a filha mais velha de D. Pedro I do Brasil, a rainha portuguesa D. Maria II, casou com o irmão de Amelie, Augusto Eugénio. Ou seja, Amelie era sua madrasta e cunhada.</div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Por fim, o irmão mais novo do imperador Francisco José, Karl Ludwig, casou em terceiras núpcias com a infanta Maria Teresa de Portugal, filha de Miguel de Bragança, o tal monarca absolutista que foi deposto.</div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">E isto são só os rendilhados à volta desta excelente biografia. <span style="font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Sissi era uma mulher fascinante e complexa. Com esta leitura, fiquei a gostar um pouco mais de Franciso José e um pouco menos da Imperatriz Sissi.</span></div></span></div>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-21262864256126750432022-12-21T14:24:00.001+00:002022-12-21T14:24:22.887+00:00Feliz Natal!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyedAi2esT0gc8tou3vDM5dkelexJ-przTOVlmcQwdCBD74wMhc_voBeiUXTwg5q51eMfnYuoAssHhETBMIEQ7OjHHKWLzGYZied532PxL5s1tuYpEKClg5neJaM0TSksfmj4CXUtQv68JMh8EPpl74oPaR-udgM1Gj3DttKzKBqyChYNuJ5FrD5O8w/s900/lskskk.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvyedAi2esT0gc8tou3vDM5dkelexJ-przTOVlmcQwdCBD74wMhc_voBeiUXTwg5q51eMfnYuoAssHhETBMIEQ7OjHHKWLzGYZied532PxL5s1tuYpEKClg5neJaM0TSksfmj4CXUtQv68JMh8EPpl74oPaR-udgM1Gj3DttKzKBqyChYNuJ5FrD5O8w/w400-h400/lskskk.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"> Um Natal com paz e saúde para todos!</div><p></p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-90684369299645648862022-12-15T10:42:00.000+00:002022-12-15T10:42:37.876+00:00Eça de Queirós em Bristol<p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Em Outubro passado fiz uma visita especial ao número 38 de Stoke Hill, nos arredores da cidade de Bristol, para ver e fotografar a casa onde viveu Eça de Queirós. </span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Eça chegou a Bristol em Abril de 1879. Viveu antes em Newcastle, onde exercia a função de cônsul de Portugal. Segundo a biografia escrita por Maria Filomena Mónica (2009), os anos em Bristol foram dos mais felizes da vida do diplomata, jornalista e escritor. Foi ali que escreveu 'A Capital', o 'Conde de Abranhos', 'O Mandarim', 'A</span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;"> </span><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px; color: inherit; font: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Relíquia' e a sua obra prima, 'Os Maias'. Foi também nesta cidade que começou a escrever de forma regular, e com grande sucesso, na imprensa do Brasil.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">De início vivia sozinho num apartamento. Após o casamento com Emília de Resende, alugou esta casa grande, em Março de 1886, para poder acomodar a esposa e a futura prole. </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="color: #050505; font-family: Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif;"><span style="font-size: 15px;"><br /></span></span><span style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjDe0fz3Ojnw_7glI95n2Kio4DUhjUtKcjXMhFZGAt8NxuVk5hwu2mwFniZL3Hu2gljFLvhXcuYvIAndvm_0bdOM3zPN1BF_wgROOw7tdC95570_XtgTWkNXYucac56OD6gpRVCqkNLiH16Rxtn_wsnhbqadSGLbtME9EhWgtG530cez6AM7uHS0-Y2jg/s2048/301219269_10161263733077323_1213410781377735319_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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font-family: "Segoe UI", "Segoe UI Web (West European)", "Segoe UI", -apple-system, BlinkMacSystemFont, Roboto, "Helvetica Neue", sans-serif; font-size: 14px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: white; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">O que me pareceu, na manhã que visitei, é que o bairro continua a ser uma zona nobre, com espaços verdes muito simpáticos, moradias enormes, muito sossego e próximo da conhecida ponte de Clifton. </div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; 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color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Apesar da residência ser grande e confortável, a esposa de Eça sentia-se ali muito isolada. Era uma casa no campo, nos arredores da cidade, e Emília estava habituada a viver num palacete no centro do Porto. Por essa razão, cerca de dois anos depois foram viver para Londres.</div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Esta casa é uma propriedade privada, pelo que tivemos sorte de o portão estar aberto e podermos espreitar e tirar algumas fotos. <span style="font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Tenho, aliás, que agradecer à Fundação Eça de Queirós, que me informou da morada da casa de Bristol, pois não conseguia encontrar informação online, e até me enviou uma foto com a proprietária da casa, na década de 60, juntamente com uma bisneta de Eça de Queirós, fotos que também partilho. </span></div><div class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GaoECoy8mwBhsr2dzO9V5QA_0PtD2qyFaowbnNJyYNdT3TeQr0aW2_EcOiTDCm4urxGxiLTzD468sli70D09BwLAomw-3jhneOlziPmpo18CLihAioR-k5Vi2-S2FsELHRtgq9qDziNpRBbYU0FZF-i368NQ7I-U6B4d7mTakfVZ1rHwGmojSNHGRQ/s1411/302284445_10161263734517323_5549393073418344491_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="790" data-original-width="1411" height="179" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh5GaoECoy8mwBhsr2dzO9V5QA_0PtD2qyFaowbnNJyYNdT3TeQr0aW2_EcOiTDCm4urxGxiLTzD468sli70D09BwLAomw-3jhneOlziPmpo18CLihAioR-k5Vi2-S2FsELHRtgq9qDziNpRBbYU0FZF-i368NQ7I-U6B4d7mTakfVZ1rHwGmojSNHGRQ/s320/302284445_10161263734517323_5549393073418344491_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ViRD88npKk8B8USQQCUnjYT3-HE76LSaIgAemo0Q0LBdBV1NpJL7yjwMduzJo8vptyVL8YykQfRdebKH1oQh7_vhkZH3fJFamz6bxZPGQEF-i2UvtzN_1i7-KRMNgl2Q13KVZVFMcRPB3pgERYAN_mJiykADq7xH5rMbDDrnt0KWcWMQVC7M9G9yUw/s1401/300978705_10161263733712323_3915427738332562944_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1401" data-original-width="1078" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh2ViRD88npKk8B8USQQCUnjYT3-HE76LSaIgAemo0Q0LBdBV1NpJL7yjwMduzJo8vptyVL8YykQfRdebKH1oQh7_vhkZH3fJFamz6bxZPGQEF-i2UvtzN_1i7-KRMNgl2Q13KVZVFMcRPB3pgERYAN_mJiykADq7xH5rMbDDrnt0KWcWMQVC7M9G9yUw/s320/300978705_10161263733712323_3915427738332562944_n.jpg" width="246" /></a></div><br /></div><span class="ContentPasted0" dir="auto" style="border: 0px; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;">Seja com visitas intencionais ou de circunstância, a verdade é que já explorei sítios queirosianos em Newcastle, Lisboa, Coimbra, Londres, Havana, Tormes/Santa Cruz do Douro e Bristol. Acho que me faltam Paris, (que tendo visitado, não andei à procura de vestígios da passagem de Eça) Leiria, Évora e a Praia da Granja. Ainda me apelidam de stalker. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-style: inherit; font-variant-caps: inherit; font-variant-ligatures: inherit; font-weight: inherit;"><br /></span></div></span></span></div>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-79973271690982711432022-12-10T13:59:00.001+00:002022-12-13T13:17:53.501+00:00St. James Church - A igreja em Twickenham que era frequentada pelo último rei de Portugal<p style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Quinta de manhã fui visitar dois sítios que queria conhecer há muito tempo. Primeiro, parei na igreja de St. James, em Twickenham, que era frequentada todos os domingos pelo último rei de Portugal, D. Manuel II, que viveu nesta zona dos subúrbios de Londres desde 1914 até à sua morte ainda novo, em 1932.</span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;">Não sabia se poderia visitar o interior. Havia uma sala aberta mesmo ao lado da igreja. Estavam umas pessoas em arrumações natalícias e perguntamos se podíamos entrar. Foram muito receptivos e poucos minutos depois, já no interior da igreja, o padre veio ter connosco e fez-nos uma visita guiada. Que luxo (aposto que foi sorte de aniversariante)! </span></p><p style="text-align: justify;"><span face="Segoe UI Historic, Segoe UI, Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="color: #050505;"><span style="font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></span></span><span face=""Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-size: 15px; white-space: pre-wrap;"></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dz2bM_QKWRnql0PXp81uq8tckQyDOScP8ZfGsQYRCoz5jhiY9sHa1kc3K29VjOVg1N1L4V3yLHP-oawAfMDCcUYgod6Rjgb0cDeTXTAY0xa2A-RbOTuNgLbs9jp2IK0vSrzGIq4sx3VLiygc5Di9M4efDBFXZx1MdZUo5TS01cZUTU3OUd4mpEYsEA/s2048/St%20James%20Church.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5dz2bM_QKWRnql0PXp81uq8tckQyDOScP8ZfGsQYRCoz5jhiY9sHa1kc3K29VjOVg1N1L4V3yLHP-oawAfMDCcUYgod6Rjgb0cDeTXTAY0xa2A-RbOTuNgLbs9jp2IK0vSrzGIq4sx3VLiygc5Di9M4efDBFXZx1MdZUo5TS01cZUTU3OUd4mpEYsEA/s320/St%20James%20Church.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><p></p><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">D. Manuel II era muito estimado pela população local. Envolveu-se como voluntário em várias causas sociais, ao longo dos anos, gostava de tocar no orgão da igreja, durante a missa. Juntamente com a esposa, a duquesa de Bragança de origem alemã, Augusta Victoria, foram padrinhos de vários jovens das redondezas. A última afilhada da duquesa faleceu em 2011.</div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">O padre mostrou-nos os dois vitrais da igreja que foram oferecidos pelo rei D. Manuel II, falou-nos da estima e respeito que os locais tinham por ele, do homem culto que foi e de outros dois vitrais que foram colocados mais recentemente, um em homenagem aos portugueses que morreram durante a primeira guerra mundial, e outra homenageando D. Manuel II como figura humanitária e com grande sensibilidade social. O monarca ajudou a fundar um centro ortopédico que cuidava dos feridos da grande guerra, doava dinheiro às igrejas locais, trabalhou para a Cruz Vermelha e financiou a criação do museu de Twickenham. Quando faleceu, o seu caixão passou pelas ruas de Twickenham que estavam ladeadas com crianças das escolas locais.</div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHh_SHZ-R_1ZnoOxBzPepesEpXrKNHLjH8psjG6dzU1NsfzRNVPmazvABDYrfOejtam-lPKZVLi5o-3EK5zmVWkT3dWxtwun1suquutoJEI_d3Qr7t1HlnAjm5hEzrABo7ab84rstcaL6T7Ql60WlOWKf_87JVz1B1NFlrGC3p2x2tVbTGCtHNK_MDvA/s2048/vitrais%20oferecidospor%20d%20manuel.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiHh_SHZ-R_1ZnoOxBzPepesEpXrKNHLjH8psjG6dzU1NsfzRNVPmazvABDYrfOejtam-lPKZVLi5o-3EK5zmVWkT3dWxtwun1suquutoJEI_d3Qr7t1HlnAjm5hEzrABo7ab84rstcaL6T7Ql60WlOWKf_87JVz1B1NFlrGC3p2x2tVbTGCtHNK_MDvA/s320/vitrais%20oferecidospor%20d%20manuel.jpg" width="240" /></a></div> <div><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Vitrais oferecidos por D. Manuel II<div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBf_uQ4FyjYQQfvI_cG_DnqAAPQDf1_UhHT42vYlNR1gCgLu6Te3BOahFHRL3N7HgYv5AYdwZOzVZzCinSPWxv3PUtxwdQL5zPsIgWW2oucqNhOuGbzt55mIiXmTgA6WG8qwni__kLFZgp1C9Wd8T41nieUTRoxtHOUq_YiqZLlewEBoWvB1ASZ2DVzQ/s2048/vitraismaisrecentes.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjBf_uQ4FyjYQQfvI_cG_DnqAAPQDf1_UhHT42vYlNR1gCgLu6Te3BOahFHRL3N7HgYv5AYdwZOzVZzCinSPWxv3PUtxwdQL5zPsIgWW2oucqNhOuGbzt55mIiXmTgA6WG8qwni__kLFZgp1C9Wd8T41nieUTRoxtHOUq_YiqZLlewEBoWvB1ASZ2DVzQ/s320/vitraismaisrecentes.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span></div><div><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Vitrais mais recentes, em homenagem a Portugal e ao monarca</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW0UwveZnODst_nItamgtP2wg7DnnRkwgT4w4rRVI75h7w_YpnExfbAtaVCaWEa2_NOQzB8rmPUh0RIneLcgq7QFM9lX8oyp0IzUKCQpktvXR_69UVufVWwgFKndc7VrVN8k_idCE4fuvBIeF092j8r9OBAtPz1xkuM7Ryh5IBID_svY4RfoRWThpLYA/s2048/317867419_1296445351196148_1818916701870086209_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW0UwveZnODst_nItamgtP2wg7DnnRkwgT4w4rRVI75h7w_YpnExfbAtaVCaWEa2_NOQzB8rmPUh0RIneLcgq7QFM9lX8oyp0IzUKCQpktvXR_69UVufVWwgFKndc7VrVN8k_idCE4fuvBIeF092j8r9OBAtPz1xkuM7Ryh5IBID_svY4RfoRWThpLYA/s320/317867419_1296445351196148_1818916701870086209_n.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><br /><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">Depois, o senhor padre levou-nos a visitar um salão paroquial onde estão expostas algumas fotografias e documentos relacionados com o monarca. Uma foto do rei a tocar orgão, e outra com a esposa, que achei muito romântica. </div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWGVF3XzMHUcTBDxr4znvvkl2_yc6SSzmOOa8GvFGoYETc_6VCBkX645f-k-sjHb7lSDix0oTaliD7JZk_RnAuZfx_IKe86hmoR3OOHxoOjz9XAlpTHRO2EUWF9x7Z1mc3iNr1sx9o4CaTd0Sxy5szOPT2JFt5WdROIOEbPcXTe8673AdjRdx05WhP3w/s2048/D%20Manuel%20e%20esposa%20Augusta%20Victoria.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjWGVF3XzMHUcTBDxr4znvvkl2_yc6SSzmOOa8GvFGoYETc_6VCBkX645f-k-sjHb7lSDix0oTaliD7JZk_RnAuZfx_IKe86hmoR3OOHxoOjz9XAlpTHRO2EUWF9x7Z1mc3iNr1sx9o4CaTd0Sxy5szOPT2JFt5WdROIOEbPcXTe8673AdjRdx05WhP3w/s320/D%20Manuel%20e%20esposa%20Augusta%20Victoria.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Achei belíssima esta fotografia de D. Manuel II com a esposa, a duquesa Augusta Victoria<br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQKGgdNeVeLhWYtM12RNsvEV33MSRbos5OiecZAMnxuUAVNFrZhgrzQcCJcvLRK87u8Jhv0ZSKp2uWJOD-8JW9V4eFwdG0R0MMkLv-jxtIAQgHX2rd8o3IhFTXpOPRPN1i4vBeWFuL5wIzE3HxCktG0FHD74hpd_Gx0nvP7JzWFbK46GsfwzD4KYz2g/s1286/dmanuelorgao.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1286" data-original-width="1072" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgdQKGgdNeVeLhWYtM12RNsvEV33MSRbos5OiecZAMnxuUAVNFrZhgrzQcCJcvLRK87u8Jhv0ZSKp2uWJOD-8JW9V4eFwdG0R0MMkLv-jxtIAQgHX2rd8o3IhFTXpOPRPN1i4vBeWFuL5wIzE3HxCktG0FHD74hpd_Gx0nvP7JzWFbK46GsfwzD4KYz2g/s320/dmanuelorgao.jpg" width="267" /></a></div><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>O monarca a tocar o órgão da igreja</div><div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdoildjyHmYCJuG7l6SCElgxIgod2PTZY0eHjI5iAjaHD3XE8-NWx5cx5Oe--pW6oo2L6icIXkffdZtJBDIwaI304z5k9p5B14q6np0EG5KKKLzkxyvC21nYQs2mV7T40rfrUtHH4IwjdEiDvCq205kjBlCdFgnNT0Ih6NAG6OiHf0yodx8xFK1UtKg/s2048/salaparoquial.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEihdoildjyHmYCJuG7l6SCElgxIgod2PTZY0eHjI5iAjaHD3XE8-NWx5cx5Oe--pW6oo2L6icIXkffdZtJBDIwaI304z5k9p5B14q6np0EG5KKKLzkxyvC21nYQs2mV7T40rfrUtHH4IwjdEiDvCq205kjBlCdFgnNT0Ih6NAG6OiHf0yodx8xFK1UtKg/s320/salaparoquial.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisTBThXmocCdXBPDGzp2OYQ8uiMoiHkJfTRv-6iPI3va8t0cp3jUieHm0WAxZHOZAXqcvrzCnGB8G585A-_-pcLgd5V6JzxjUvIWLkomg7qzjKiKIMHebq-bpePH0HCw2HGTeGcB1xPO-Uw37PmM5QG50y9YT2dRZcTtHc9tsMZEPc1pG6q70mWf8elg/s2048/318587655_1532999387521840_1222858332450193755_n.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="240" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisTBThXmocCdXBPDGzp2OYQ8uiMoiHkJfTRv-6iPI3va8t0cp3jUieHm0WAxZHOZAXqcvrzCnGB8G585A-_-pcLgd5V6JzxjUvIWLkomg7qzjKiKIMHebq-bpePH0HCw2HGTeGcB1xPO-Uw37PmM5QG50y9YT2dRZcTtHc9tsMZEPc1pG6q70mWf8elg/s320/318587655_1532999387521840_1222858332450193755_n.jpg" width="320" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3wdMDpPv44Rn0eKYG6u7-eXHBwn0B6w2r2RAMzb5QFdfSN7ixjXzmlt-GsYoGuy6jqp-Y5QBN4xQuXQZ_jnwBsfwGQ-14mZlieGjJMAJ8iFsmlWYnSEH6arMi2MhMb3IivyrgYffK_-6zNxS3b5aU0r_RBu32O83aS0x-URk9RuzXo5wvGf0E9QjvQ/s2048/interiorigreja.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="2048" data-original-width="1536" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgA3wdMDpPv44Rn0eKYG6u7-eXHBwn0B6w2r2RAMzb5QFdfSN7ixjXzmlt-GsYoGuy6jqp-Y5QBN4xQuXQZ_jnwBsfwGQ-14mZlieGjJMAJ8iFsmlWYnSEH6arMi2MhMb3IivyrgYffK_-6zNxS3b5aU0r_RBu32O83aS0x-URk9RuzXo5wvGf0E9QjvQ/s320/interiorigreja.jpg" width="240" /></a></div><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span><span> </span>Interior da igreja<br /><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;"><br /></div><div dir="auto" style="background-color: white; color: #050505; font-family: "Segoe UI Historic", "Segoe UI", Helvetica, Arial, sans-serif; font-size: 15px; text-align: justify; white-space: pre-wrap;">Hoje em dia, os vestígios da estadia da família real portuguesa ainda são visíveis nos nomes das ruas como Manoel Road, Lisbon Avenue, Augusta Road and Portugal Gardens. Da segunda visita conto noutra publicação.</div></div></div>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-13838150503484867962021-11-19T10:28:00.001+00:002021-11-19T10:48:14.588+00:00Torna Viagem - o romance do emigrante, de Horácio Bento de Gouveia<p style="text-align: justify;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicc9fG8Dn8nQIBS4oi_I8sTVr2w15ZaxRQ7_ahCpKSE5gZeey6FRBDz-0SeET0WNhL4mpKwUzywmUg3qFwo8cjaXDsdQOiN8tNoj8AdRrfcmFDoI3zQgf9MPemmXAC7pQxniLzH65Vmqh3/s912/torna+viagem.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="912" data-original-width="672" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEicc9fG8Dn8nQIBS4oi_I8sTVr2w15ZaxRQ7_ahCpKSE5gZeey6FRBDz-0SeET0WNhL4mpKwUzywmUg3qFwo8cjaXDsdQOiN8tNoj8AdRrfcmFDoI3zQgf9MPemmXAC7pQxniLzH65Vmqh3/w295-h400/torna+viagem.jpg" width="295" /></a></div><span style="font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt;"><p style="text-align: justify;"><span style="font-size: 12pt;">Deixei de pertencer ao grupo, que julgo maioritário, de madeirenses para quem Horácio Bento de Gouveia é o nome de uma escola no Funchal. E em boa hora a curiosidade me levou a querer ler um dos seus romances: o Torna Viagem. Que bem que escrevia este homem, que pena não ter ainda maior projecção, e ser mais lido na ilha e no país, apesar de saber que algumas das suas obras até foram publicadas no estrangeiro, e traduzidas para o alemão, espanhol e italiano. </span></p></span><p></p><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;">Que sorte poder desfolhar este romance, que me levou a passear pelas entranhas de Ponta Delgada e Boaventura, a aprender sobre a vida dura do século passado, o apego à terra e às estações, a pobreza como condição permanente, sobre os saberes do campo, os prazeres bucólicos e os hábitos de uma população trabalhadora e habituada à rudeza da vida. De como iam ao Funchal a pé, numa jornada que podia levar mais de um dia de caminhada.</div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;">A primeira parte do livro centra-se nessas vivências rurais. Depois, explora o desejo de emigrar para o Brasil e para a Venezuela, acompanhando histórias individuais e familiares, de pessoas que deixaram a Madeira e vingaram como fazendeiros, operários, comerciantes e industriais, na América do Sul. Mais tarde, mandavam dinheiro à família para que vivessem de forma mais desafogada, e para construir as casas grandes que sempre sonharam ter. Há os que vingaram e que se tornaram ricos, dando aos filhos estudos superiores, há os que muito ganharam e tudo gastaram, os que se fascinaram com o rebuliço de Caracas, de São Paulo e do Rio, e esqueceram a mulher e os filhos na Madeira, não dando notícias e regressando a casa décadas depois, ou não regressando de todo.</span></div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><br /></span></div><div style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-family: Calibri, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: justify; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; border: 0px; font-size: 12pt; font-stretch: inherit; font-style: inherit; font-variant: inherit; font-weight: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><span style="background-color: white; text-align: start;">Comprei este exemplar na Livraria Esperança, no Funchal. Foi publicado em 1979 e está assinado pelo escritor </span><span id="🙂" style="-webkit-font-smoothing: antialiased; background-color: white; border: 0px; font-stretch: inherit; font-variant-east-asian: inherit; font-variant-numeric: inherit; line-height: inherit; margin: 0px; padding: 0px; text-align: start; vertical-align: baseline;">🙂. Sei que a Esperança tem alguns livros deste autor, mas há muito pouca coisa disponível, infelizmente. As edições estão esgotadas, o que é uma pena. Se tiverem a sorte de encontrar algum livro do autor, não hesitem. Só tenho pena de não o ter lido mais cedo.</span></span></div>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-90040585925089187942021-09-29T12:03:00.004+01:002021-09-29T12:03:57.072+01:00<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz8hwVTU3uelQDlM3Qm6XL3R6BBVM8G8u822ZSHK6UE8MWu6hPeiIdWzLia-97TYej6ASb5V15P7k0rFKQC1XqpmvLE9eBK712hE0zuCeEEoPo59p-B1W1vLPMjDaNj3lqTBtkEyWxLEiO/s736/16711516_1384254941648178_1435588828426251050_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="580" data-original-width="736" height="315" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiz8hwVTU3uelQDlM3Qm6XL3R6BBVM8G8u822ZSHK6UE8MWu6hPeiIdWzLia-97TYej6ASb5V15P7k0rFKQC1XqpmvLE9eBK712hE0zuCeEEoPo59p-B1W1vLPMjDaNj3lqTBtkEyWxLEiO/w400-h315/16711516_1384254941648178_1435588828426251050_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-63947871909032298812021-09-25T10:00:00.001+01:002021-09-25T10:00:00.201+01:00Autumn cosiness <p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQIMRwwkYGHqVn9aK80jj-Uj203YzY-FqLiWgSLh_yiTNkVwKe_EPxVurHm8h43Ss60Dq5eDc52Ycaubf3N7dghZFZQyCdwH_icEx4LhD-6shLVqWo5ql-35bVbRzi0BOBfSmEkVszS5lA/s540/20228242_1578205242253146_1572020584411310422_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="540" data-original-width="540" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQIMRwwkYGHqVn9aK80jj-Uj203YzY-FqLiWgSLh_yiTNkVwKe_EPxVurHm8h43Ss60Dq5eDc52Ycaubf3N7dghZFZQyCdwH_icEx4LhD-6shLVqWo5ql-35bVbRzi0BOBfSmEkVszS5lA/w400-h400/20228242_1578205242253146_1572020584411310422_n.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /> <p></p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-48841968664015609222021-04-19T10:18:00.002+01:002021-04-19T10:18:56.991+01:00Céus primaveris<p> </p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNAcDuvNVu6jbll5ijnb4OJ1GxT_5c_SgKTZGcT0XDJZ37fTg1VS7dOFIj7HGau4H-ZnTzpnufQLJLBqlCEPv-YTQjy-fEz1e543vzmlmg3XOLgWfN17u1gcjn-XEf5OVSshTHGS0ptn-/s2048/ceudeprimavera.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1536" data-original-width="2048" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjzNAcDuvNVu6jbll5ijnb4OJ1GxT_5c_SgKTZGcT0XDJZ37fTg1VS7dOFIj7HGau4H-ZnTzpnufQLJLBqlCEPv-YTQjy-fEz1e543vzmlmg3XOLgWfN17u1gcjn-XEf5OVSshTHGS0ptn-/w400-h300/ceudeprimavera.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br /><p></p><p style="text-align: center;">São tão bons estes dias cheios de luz. Foto tirada ontem num parque perto de casa.</p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-30843049491685155012021-04-17T10:52:00.002+01:002021-04-17T10:52:42.834+01:00Tem de ser<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhswOte-KYoBhYecGDf6B66Si088gDZhxZ6kbmjTxmg7cx7msT5dSg0AA5h3SyN1Vhg16ff4k6tGGm3NMr5wM5K0SQreztIfo92sjG2bdHFzcP06Bk9bCWV_e2ueNCKg_rCC-xIhIlhT3I0/s900/original_do-what-makes-you-oh-so-happy-watercolour-print.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhswOte-KYoBhYecGDf6B66Si088gDZhxZ6kbmjTxmg7cx7msT5dSg0AA5h3SyN1Vhg16ff4k6tGGm3NMr5wM5K0SQreztIfo92sjG2bdHFzcP06Bk9bCWV_e2ueNCKg_rCC-xIhIlhT3I0/w400-h400/original_do-what-makes-you-oh-so-happy-watercolour-print.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><p><br /></p><div style="text-align: justify;">A agarrar-me à ideia de que tenho de engolir estes gigantes sapos, na recta final, para poder ter descanso, escolher o que quero fazer a seguir, ser orientada por mais lazer e menos dever. Mas é tão difícil.</div><p></p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-74024594661698599222021-04-09T13:50:00.001+01:002021-04-09T13:51:21.881+01:00Príncipe Philip 1921-2021<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7_N60GhoQVCcgrdC0m2-DvP04AHPHPiBsFjkmgmAUdG-fwvU65MhpBul8zQZ9sVTWx0b7LWgsVXutYPfT2J1G1iChHLeTeIxcf5EgVuSiItb7ZvybNzX_6B0LD9d_FdI3mfXIQGjvlW0V/s1382/princephilip.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1382" data-original-width="890" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi7_N60GhoQVCcgrdC0m2-DvP04AHPHPiBsFjkmgmAUdG-fwvU65MhpBul8zQZ9sVTWx0b7LWgsVXutYPfT2J1G1iChHLeTeIxcf5EgVuSiItb7ZvybNzX_6B0LD9d_FdI3mfXIQGjvlW0V/s320/princephilip.jpg" /></a></div><p style="text-align: justify;">O começo de vida do príncipe Philip foi bem dramático. Nasceu no Palácio de Mon Repos, na Ilha de Corfu, e vivenciou todos as convulsões políticas, do início do século XX, que fizeram da Grécia uma República, e atiraram a família real grega para o exílio. Não teve um pai muito presente, a mãe ficou com problemas psiquiátricos e viveu parte da vida numa casa de saúde mental. Quando morre o pai, em 1944, tinha 23 anos e acaba por ser sustentado por um tio. Passou por dificuldades financeiras e até casar com a rainha viveu em colégios privados. Em 1937, esperava a visita a Londres da irmã Cecilie, de quem era muito próximo. A irmã vinha com o marido e dois filhos a um casamento de família. Cecilie estava grávida de oito meses, do terceiro filho, e entrou em trabalho de parto durante o vôo. O avião tentou aterrar na Bélgica com mau tempo, e acabou por se despenhar. Morreram todos. A tragédia marcou o príncipe Philip profundamente. A vida após o casamento com a rainha Isabel II é mais ou menos conhecida. Faleceu hoje aos 99 anos. Que descanse em paz!</p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-6002472516012429122021-04-01T11:00:00.001+01:002021-04-01T11:00:00.437+01:00Feliz Páscoa<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_teggDsAe3w5-TAEFQg4eAxD4uNDqSjPqREJNYLOsaeUViJUXks6auTJkRkhl8DKf4yslkP0NREgFQLT9NfkgTe-HqpZTyQMRBe0Eik6DXYBgp5vaLuIkx_0rvdFp38T_VlhQYnOkP9e/s900/original_bunny-wall-sticker.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="807" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgi_teggDsAe3w5-TAEFQg4eAxD4uNDqSjPqREJNYLOsaeUViJUXks6auTJkRkhl8DKf4yslkP0NREgFQLT9NfkgTe-HqpZTyQMRBe0Eik6DXYBgp5vaLuIkx_0rvdFp38T_VlhQYnOkP9e/s320/original_bunny-wall-sticker.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Tenho saudades das Páscoas da minha infância, passadas na ilha do Porto Santo. Com as primeiras idas à praia, pais dedicados a nós a tempo inteiro, sacos de amêndoas, e momentos felizes com a família e os amigos. Por aqui vamos continuar a confinar, mas o que interessa é estarmos juntos e com saúde. Uma boa Páscoa a todos!</div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><p></p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-23227320189486030942021-03-26T12:00:00.002+00:002021-03-26T12:00:00.742+00:00E que falta fazia a luz destes dias!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVCtOU5jBGyWQTqx5CIceCTvpr6Bi3fU0YMeaw22E36L5uX8jm_EIgNT8JYU3RhTk9sMMsTCfN2fpBuctdcpaN4HvI2nfzsm-8103CRAxY1c8Ym8TZjsyKmqpamA6-jpVqaFbEhGsbPFXP/s900/original_tickled-pink-vintage-style-flower-bottles.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="900" data-original-width="900" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhVCtOU5jBGyWQTqx5CIceCTvpr6Bi3fU0YMeaw22E36L5uX8jm_EIgNT8JYU3RhTk9sMMsTCfN2fpBuctdcpaN4HvI2nfzsm-8103CRAxY1c8Ym8TZjsyKmqpamA6-jpVqaFbEhGsbPFXP/w400-h400/original_tickled-pink-vintage-style-flower-bottles.jpg" width="400" /></a></div><br />Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-9367713652652306922021-03-24T10:00:00.001+00:002021-03-24T10:00:10.394+00:00Confinamento<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: justify;">O confinamento dura há três meses e não ponho os pés no escritório desde meados de Dezembro. Basicamente, fui de férias no Natal e não voltei. O trabalho tem sido a partir de casa, o que tem as suas vantagens. Não tenho saudades de passar quase 3 horas por dia nos transportes. Mas tenho saudades de ter liberdade. Por estes dias, liberdade significa fazer umas caminhadas, mais ou menos regulares, pelo meu bairro. 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Mas com o tempo a aquecer, vou começar a meter a mão na terra. Por agora, plantei alecrim e amoras. As raposas não nos têm dado descanso. Fazem visitas diárias e estragam imensa coisa. Vamos lá ver se este ano as tulipas se aguentam.</p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-12619764286993535092021-03-21T16:26:00.001+00:002021-03-21T16:26:45.960+00:00Quando vier a Primavera<p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; text-indent: -8em;">Quando vier a Primavera,</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; text-indent: -8em;">Se eu já estiver morto,</span></p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">As flores florirão da mesma maneira</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">E as árvores não serão menos verdes que na Primavera passada.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">A realidade não precisa de mim.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;"></p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Sinto uma alegria enorme</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Ao pensar que a minha morte não tem importância nenhuma.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;"></p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Se soubesse que amanhã morria</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">E a Primavera era depois de amanhã,</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Morreria contente, porque ela era depois de amanhã.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Se esse é o seu tempo, quando havia ela de vir senão no seu tempo?</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Gosto que tudo seja real e que tudo esteja certo;</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">E gosto porque assim seria, mesmo que eu não gostasse.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Por isso, se morrer agora, morro contente,</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Porque tudo é real e tudo está certo.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;"></p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Podem rezar latim sobre o meu caixão, se quiserem.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Se quiserem, podem dançar e cantar à roda dele.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">Não tenho preferências para quando já não puder ter preferências.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;">O que for, quando for, é que será o que é.</p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;"><span style="text-align: right; text-indent: -8em;"><br /></span></p><p style="font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size: 14px; height: auto !important; margin-bottom: 0em; margin-top: 0em; min-height: 1.2em; padding-left: 8em; text-align: center; text-indent: -8em;"><span style="text-align: right; text-indent: -8em;">Alberto Caeiro</span></p>Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-43146128314540740352021-03-21T10:50:00.001+00:002021-03-21T10:50:36.571+00:00Chegou a minha estação preferida!<p></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEioJ6CKLS8cWlp020Wm4acmX5R_B4g-G22_Ol7B6naYTlBuGW-i6h4PP5rJqZjEu1HelkWcRc6mbu0PPW4Xk4NwKnHW_0x6pokAfswm5_SaqeeFutrSpDqS0Nt3v2AFOIWhlqJ5uyoG1enu/s900/original_hanging-tea-pot-bird-feeder.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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Faz dois anos que não escrevo aqui nada. Dois anos. E continuo a gostar tanto deste cantinho, das pessoas que me deu a conhecer e das histórias que aqui depositei. Tenho saudades, muitas saudades. Escrever no blogue é bem mais giro que partilhar histórias no facebook. Não uso outras redes sociais para além dessa, mas o blogue continua a ser a minha forma preferida de organizar e partilhar ideias e aventuras. E era só isto. Tenho saudades e quero voltar.</div>
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<br />Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-43688532276992862392018-05-19T10:27:00.000+01:002018-05-19T10:27:17.163+01:00Felicidades aos noivos<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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A Meghan é uma míuda - mulher - de causas, com os pés assentes na terra, bonita, equilibrada e bem formada. O Harry faz parte de uma das famílias mais famosas e protocolares do Mundo, era visto, até não há muito tempo, como um príncipe rebelde e está cada vez mais envolvido em causas sociais e humanitárias. Mais importante do que tudo, estes dois estão muito apaixonados e merecem ser felizes.</div>
Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-44473473426362220602018-05-17T20:35:00.000+01:002018-05-18T18:10:51.767+01:00Twickenham e D. Manuel II, o último rei de Portugal<div style="text-align: justify;">
Andava há muito tempo para visitar o museu de Twickenham, nos arredores de Londres. Como trabalho nesse município, fui adiando a visita para uma altura mais oportuna. Esta semana, durante a hora de almoço, dei lá um pulo. Já me tinham dito que o museu tinha alguma informação sobre um residente famoso do passado, o último rei de Portugal, D. Manuel II. </div>
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Foi para Twickenham que veio viver no exílio, após a implantação da república em 1910. Ainda bem que fui ao museu. Ainda não tinha conseguido encontrar uma fotografia da casa onde viveu o monarca, Fullwell Park, apenas tinha visto serigrafias. O Museu de Twickenham tem uma foto da propriedade e outra do rei D. Manuel com amigos. A casa foi demolida nos anos 30, do século passado, e mais tarde construíram casas e apartamentos. </div>
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Achei piada ao facto de haver três desenhos do rei feitos por crianças. Um quando era novo, outro na meia-idade e um último já idoso. Acontece que D. Manuel II morreu com 42 anos, em Fullwell Park, uma morte misteriosa que ainda hoje está por explicar. Como tal, nunca chegou a ser idoso.</div>
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Nesta zona de Londres, existem também várias ruas que fazem alusão à presença do monarca e referência a Portugal, como a Manuel Road, Lisbon Avenue e Portugal Gardens.</div>
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A próxima visita será à igreja católica de St. James, frequentada pelo rei e pela família, pois sei que D. Manuel II ofereceu alguns pertences que ainda hoje são usados.</div>
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Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6358659617052295977.post-62392887848380309882018-02-18T15:22:00.001+00:002018-02-18T15:22:20.906+00:00A página do FacebookAmigos, por motivos que desconheço o facebook apagou a página Penseiquesabia.<br />
Vou tentar reactivá-la e depois dou notícias. O blogue anda calado mas não está morto :).<br />
Beijinhos a todos!Rubihttp://www.blogger.com/profile/00120287110598785719noreply@blogger.com0