So This Is Lisboa? I'll Take It. By Uncle Monty.

So This Is Lisboa? I’ll Take It.
By Uncle Monty at Lisbon.
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Lisbon is correctly called Lisboa. And
here in the capital of Portugal, I now am.
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The photo model shown above represents all that

is exciting about today’s Lisboa after coming here

again at an absence of 45 years to now spend

alittle time in winter retreat. When I was last here,
the Antonio de Oliveira Salazar regime was in full

semi-Fascist swing. But not so anymore. For Lisboa,

like Portugal herself, is now part of the leftist-leaning

New Europe that rejects the old politics of old
for the new socialistic kind. For me, however, I
much prefer new woman over new politics. But
that is neither here nor there right now as I bask in
what feels like an early springtime here compared

to England’s freezing and long dreary winter days

and always rain ever upon rain, sooner or later.
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From Lisboa, I then go onto Fatima at where

the Holy Roman Catholic Shrine of Our Lady of

Fatima - Nossa Senhora do Rosário da Fátima –
has brought millions to pray and to seek spiritual

comfort of every kind they may so seek. As an avid

Anglican myself, I will spend for the first time in
my unremarkable life a little time at Fatima itself.

I shall enter there a three-day religious retreat

after my “secular” and winter stay at Lisboa.

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As for The Shrine of Fatima, the ongoing contro-

versy and public condemnation of interreligious

dialogue has been widely expressed by many

Catholic ultatraditionalists who oppose, and who

want to torpedo, what they see as the “mingling”

of other faiths – including those who are Anglican

like me – out of their fear and phobia of a rapid

dilution of strictly out and out Roman

Catholicism at Fatima.

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As an openly-known affirming Anglican, I

go to Fatima not to harm or dilute Catholicism

but rather with great respect for those of other

faiths other than of my own. I am no threat to the

ultratraditional Catholic creed and dogma no matter

what they fear or say. Nor are they a threat or fear

to me. If one is secure in one's faith, then there should

be no fear of others with differing creeds or beliefs.

In any event, I shall be quite happy to lay my sinful

Anglican eyes on Portugal’s world-renowned

Shrine of Our Lady of Fatima.

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I shall write on my blog from Fatima a short

introductory piece upon my actual arrival

there later this week at Fatima itself.

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A Technical Rendition of Portugal’s Modern Lisboa.
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At Fatima I will dropout, if you will, for awhile and take
a rest, too, from such earthly matters as trotting around
taking my photographs and chatting up new women folk
or doing my blog so that I may absorb my need for
spiritual comfort over say the physical pleasures of
encountering by fantasy such an exciting Lisboa photo
model as the one shown in the caption above. I wish I
could have photographed her myself in that provocative
"corset" outfit of her's, but not a chance sadly in hell
for me and my cameras. But while she is who she is,
and she’ll come and go just like the rest of such eni-
gmatic women, my faith stays intact and strong un-
like any one night stand or the physical pleasure
of such an exciting and seductive woman that she
is. That's why she an outstanding photo model.
Most guyz think seduction only means the physical,
but I have news for them. Seduction takes on many
forms – seduction of money, seduction of greed,
seduction of pornography, seduction of violence,
seduction of avarice, and even artifice, and so and
so forth. While, on the flip side, religious seduction
is also quite possible for some folks like me. So se-
duction isn’t just of the sex kind. So wake up
little guyz, if you please …
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Must run off now to Lisboa’s Rua S. Jorge
to visit Castelo de São Jorge and then Parque
Eduardo VII. I’ll then touch base again with you
all via my blog next at Fatima. Then, I'll dropout
until my safe return to my home base at Old
Blighty. I should then be ready, shouldn't I,
to be considered for the next Archbishop
of Canterbury? Who knows?
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But first, so this is Lisboa? I’ll take it …
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Faithfully, Uncle Monty.
+Eve of Candlemas, 2oo9.
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- SUSSIE. Ah, Sussie -
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Sussie interviewed me at length, she did, on
Friday with her electronic tape recorder at Wing’s.
She wanted to know all about me. Wooooooow. Nothing
much there. At the end of the one hour recorded interview,
she wanted 10 copies of the mag (shown above with her),
but I only had 8 left. So she took those anyway and then
I was sold out. Sussie even kindly paid me for 10 copies,
nevertheless. So made myself abit of profit, didn't I?
And, why not? Such was topped-off earlier with a nice
big cuppa of tea and a tasty slice of lemon cake bought
by her for me at Wing’s at London’s famous Drury
Lane. Sussie wants to be a high-paid news reporters
or feature writer with some major national news
organisation one day, so I guess. She sure could write
fast as she jotted down notes and spoken quotes like
a growing skilled writer, which undoubtedly she
is becoming. I am looking forward to reading
whatever she actually writes about me.
It was so nice to meet Sussie, too ...
Kudos, Uncle Monty.
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