A mudança de colónia mostrou-se desastrosa: estive todo o dia à espera que servissem o chá e sandwiches de pepino a lamentar-me por ser pouco original e honesto - se bem que, devo dizer, a minha desonestidade consista, maioritariamente, num atabalhoamento de propósitos - e ao lanche comi quantidades desusadas de pão com manteiga.
Verei, hoje à noite, "The importance of being Earnest". Aconselho esta versão, que frequento há bastante tempo.
Para aguçar curiosidades a quem possa não ter ainda lido ou visto, esta extradordinária fala de Lady Bracknell:

"LADY BRACKNELL: Well, I must say, Algernon, that I think it is high time that Mr. Bunbury made up his mind whether he was going to live or die. This shilly-shallying with the question is absurd. Nor do I in any way approve of the modern sympathy with invalids. I consider it morbid. Illness of any kind is hardly a thing to be encouraged in others. Health is the primary duty of life. I am always telling that to your poor uncle, but he never seems to take much notice . . . as far as any improvement in his ailment goes. Well, Algernon, of course if you are obliged to be beside the bedside of Mr. Bunbury, I have nothing more to say. But I would be much obliged if you would ask Mr. Bunbury, from me, to be kind enough not to have a relapse on Saturday, for I rely on you to arrange my music for me. It is my last reception, and one wants something that will encourage conversation, particularly at the end of the season when every one has practically said whatever they had to say, which, in most cases, was probably not much."