Sunday, May 3, 2009


I found this column by AC Grayling, brilliant.
It reminded me so much, of my neighbour on the village, she's seventy something, but she can work her farm, like I will never could.
She gives us lovely vegetables, the best potatoes and she cooks me a wonderful arroz doce (sweet rice). She is also a genious, she can talk with anybody and she remembers every person that has been through my gate, also she is already well aware of my friends, family and all the buzz about each one...
She also says, one of my favorite phrases : "- Me, going to the grave ?...No, for that you´ll have to carry me..." and smiles her naughty teethless smile.

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