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Teresa Vale

Making memories

In PersonalTags happy, making memories, memories, past, solitude, together, yearsPublish Date20 February, 2022Leave a comment

  My friend Nora says I’m living in the past.   I know she’s right. The past is my refuge, a safe haven from a disappointing present, where each day seems equal to the previous one, with no good surprises, no joy, no enthusiasm, no exciting happenings… just this terrible solitude.   And this past is a mix of the more distant years, decades ago, when I was young and reckless and life was a source of excitement – it …

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Love Secrets Lies: The keeper of memories

In My BookTags Africa, childhood, flowers, girl, love secrets lies, memories, Mozambique, novel, romance, slow tortoise, TeresaPublish Date12 May, 2021Leave a comment

  There was a girl who lived in a land of perpetual summer. She could not imagine it would come to an end sooner than she thought.   Teresa lived with her family in a huge house, surrounded by a luscious garden. She, her brother and playmates capered in the shade of massive trees and played games of make-believe where princes and princesses fought dragons and wizards and saved the day and fell in love. In that garden, where her …

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The Keeper of Memories

In My BookTags childhood, garden, guardian, hibiscus, house, Joanico, love secrets lies, memories, slow tortoise, TeresaPublish Date29 March, 2021Leave a comment

  There was a girl who lived in a land of perpetual summer. She could not imagine it would come to an end sooner than she thought.   Teresa lived with her family in a huge house, surrounded by a luscious garden. She, her brother and playmates capered in the shade of massive trees and played games of make-believe where princes and princesses fought dragons and wizards and saved the day and fell in love. In that garden, where her …

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How I loved you

In PersonalTags Colleen McCollough, Engelbert Humperdinck, How I Love You, love story, memories, Rachel Ward, Richard Chamberlain, The Thorn BirdsPublish Date28 February, 2021Leave a comment

  Amazing how I had never heard this song. I came across it when I was going through my Facebook account, as the musical background of a video with images from the 80’s TV series The Thorn Birds,  based on the bestselling 1977 novel by Colleen McCullough. Anyone who has watched that series, or read the book, will never forget the most romantic, and tragic, love story between Ralph, a handsome priest, played by Richard Chamberlain, and Meggie, a girl he has …

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Moving house

In FamilyTags apartment, friends, memories, moving house, neighbourhood, new chapter, new house, new love, Rugby, rugby club, sonsPublish Date14 November, 2020Leave a comment

  I’m leaving the house I have lived in for the past fifteen years.   It’s part of the changing process I’m going through, actually not only me, but the boys as well. We are happy and excited about our new home, a larger apartment with the kitchen and living room of our dreams, and in a nicer neighbourhood, so much closer to most of my friends.   Even so, as start packing and go through papers and find old …

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My choice

In FriendsTags Auntie, dreams, greatest love, heart, lessons, love, marriage, memories, sons, stars, Uncle, wisdomPublish Date18 September, 2020Leave a comment

  Dear Uncle   The other day I was revising the first chapters of my book and came up with a scene where the main character, Teresa, has a long talk with her Uncle Jorge, who is so much like you that he can only be one of my favourites.   I’ll never forget those talks. In addition to your being great company, with a sense of humour I enjoyed so much, you always had wise words of advice to …

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The old country house

In FriendsTags birthday, bottles, country house, drinking, friends, friendship, memories, old, white winePublish Date11 August, 2020Leave a comment

  Beli invites me to a weekend at her old country house, where we used to celebrate her birthday almost forty years ago during long weekends of never-ending fun. As we approach the entrance I’m no longer in her boyfriend’s Mercedes but  in a white Mini, one of three or four cars heading towards adventure; back then it was an old farm road, winding and narrow, all ups and downs, and we had to drive carefully so as not to …

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Going back – our house

In PersonalTags avenues, garden, going back, house, memories, PolanaPublish Date10 September, 2018Leave a comment

It’s all very “normal”. We come out of the plane through a sleeve and miss the feeling of the heat wave on our face. Our suitcases come out in less than five minutes and there is someone waiting for us with a huge card ” Polana Serena” on it – the name of our hotel.   First impressions As we drive away from the airport I try hard to find some familiar sights, but I don’t. I can only remember …

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The party

In FriendsTags eighties, fake jewellery, friend, memories, music, partyPublish Date4 February, 2018Leave a comment

My friend Guida called inviting me for her birthday party the following Saturday. As things go, my friends tend to celebrate their birthdays less and less. I guess we are all getting old but I do miss some fun in my life, so I was happy to say yes I’d be there; especially when she told me the party’s theme would be “the eighties” so we’d all be expected to show up dressed in something related to that happiest of all …

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Wish you were here

In Other StoriesTags Classic, Heaven, memories, Wish you were herePublish Date15 May, 2016

It’s dark now. The house is silent and he’s working on a project. He puts on a collection of his favourite music and he concentrates on his work. Then, suddenly, he hears the first, unmistakable notes of “Wish you were here” by Pink Floyd and he’s violently transported back into the past, many years ago, to the happy days when their paths had first crossed. Falling in love His first glimpse of her was at a cafe downtown in his …

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I was born in Mozambique in the sixties but have lived in Lisbon , Portugal, with my family, for most of my life.

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