domingo, 9 de fevereiro de 2014

Vi-te na Figueira da Foz

"Vi-te na Figueira da Foz".

O título é apelativo e leva a querer conhecer mais.
Esta página do Facebook, no dia em que a conheci, tinha cerca de 50 "gostos", ou "likes", se preferirem.
Ao final do dia, eram já mais de mil os que apreciavam este espaço centrado nas vivências da e na Figueira da Foz.

À hora em que escrevo isto (23h39 do dia 9 de fevereiro), são já mais de 2.300 os "gostos".
O modelo é simples, como se impõe, para poder funcionar.
Quanto mais complicado, menos funcional se torna.
A explicação pela administração do "Vi-te na Figueira da Foz" é igualmente simples, no bom sentido. Curta e direta:

"Tens alguém que gostasses de reencontrar, ou alguma história/ memória que queiras partilhar ? Conta-nos tudo!
Descrição absoluta tanto para quem nos conta as histórias como para quem se acuse de ser um potencial procurado".

Com recurso a imagens, acompanhadas por texto, pede-se a todos os que de alguma forma se sentem intimamente ligados á Figueira da Foz que contem histórias, que partilhem momentos, que divulguem imagens.
E isto é fazer história. É recuperar história. É divulgar o que é nosso pelos quatro cantos do mundo.
Aos promotores, desejo que nunca parem e que possam crescer cada vez mais.
Parabéns!

quinta-feira, 30 de janeiro de 2014

terça-feira, 28 de janeiro de 2014

James Blunt - Carry You Home



Trouble is her only friend and he's back again.
Makes her body older than it really is.
She says it's high time she went away,
No one's got much to say in this town.
Trouble is the only way is down.
Down, down.
As strong as you were, tender you go.
I'm watching you breathing for the last time.
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
I know what it means and I'll carry you home.
I'll carry you home.
If she had wings she would fly away,
And another day God will give her some.
Trouble is the only way is down.
Down, down.
As strong as you were, tender you go.
I'm watching you breathing for the last time.
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
I know what it means and I'll carry you home.
I'll carry you home.
And they were all born pretty in New York City tonight,
And someone's little girl was taken from the world tonight,
Under the Stars and Stripes.
As strong as you were, tender you go.
I'm watching you breathing for the last time.
A song for your heart, but when it is quiet,
I know what it means and I'll carry you home.
I'll carry you home.

sexta-feira, 17 de janeiro de 2014

Father and Son

James Arthur - Supposed



I should've known better
Than to ever
Look to heaven questioning
Whether I've found it
Put it up, sounded
Better than it looked
Now I'm your friend
Yea, yea
I'm stuck in this dead end
And all these words, they come too late
You could never compensate
For this pain oh
I should've said it all when I was close to you
I should've said it all when I was close to you
Like I was supposed to do
Like I was supposed to do
I should've known better than to be pacified
Now you just pass me by
I'm stumbling through this life like a man with no sight
No sight
Yea, oh
Like a man that lost his fight
And all these words, they come too late
You could never compensate
For this pain
I should've said it all when I was close to you
I should've said it all when I was close to you
Like I was supposed to do
Like I was supposed to do
It's too late
The hands of fate
Oh the hands of fate yea
Just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
Help me change
Help me change, help me change
It's too late
The hands of fate
Just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
No, it just won't wait
Help me change
Help me change, help me change
I should've said it all when I was close to you
I should've said it all when I was close to you
Like I was supposed to do
Like I was supposed to do
Oh like I was supposed to do

segunda-feira, 13 de janeiro de 2014

sexta-feira, 10 de janeiro de 2014

A opinião de Miguel Babo no «FigueiraNaHora»

Não posso, e não quero, esconder o grato prazer que tenho em ter o Miguel Babo a deixar a sua opinião semanal no «Figueira Na Hora».
Foi numa conversa de café que o convite surgiu. E logo foi aceite.

Via Figueira Na Hora