A todos los clientes que se hospeden en los HUTG Masia Can Constans, encontrará un dibujo de un saxofonista, este diseño es el logo, de un amigo de mi hermano Joan Oriol Mestre que le hizo, pues él era un gran saxofonista y un gran músico. Este dibujo lo encontrará en muchos rincones de Can Constans, pues es nuestro pequeño homenaje a Joan Carbonell Sala, al "tío Joan", hijo de Can Constans, que se marchó demasiado pronto y sin avisar, un gélido 5 de febrero del 2018, pero su presencia sigue viva en cada rincón de su casa, al igual que la de nuestros padres Pedro y Magda, creadores de este sueño hecho realidad.

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Tariffs

Magda Sala Pagès. Born in Cantonigròs. Attractive, elegant, intelligent, generous, sweet and supportive woman. He loved the city and he didn't like the winter, the snow and the cold at all.

Pere Carbonell Casals. Man born in Batet. Farmer, romantic, very sensitive, great reader, dancer, with musical concerns, lover of opera. He loved the town, but he wanted to go live in Barcelona.

Magda's parents

The coincidence meant that one day, with a lot of cold and snow, the grandparents, going on a pilgrimage to Núria on a donkey, prayed to the Mother of God of Núria and they asked that one of their daughters never go to live in the town of Queralbs. But the fate was already written. And one fine day, some aunts from Barcelona introduced Pere and Magda and how could it not be otherwise, they fell in love.

Beginning and end of this story and beginning of another.

The mother went to live in the village, the father stayed, the children continued...

It was the 1930s, the grandparents came from Batet, and they bought the house in Can Constans .

In the 40s there was a great downpour. A huge rock slid and broke through a very thick wall of the home, pierced the ceiling and fell on the bed of the grandparents, who had just gotten up ten minutes ago.

It is the 1950s. After the wedding, the parents settle in the village. The farmhouse was big, but it wasn't a manor house. There was more space for beatings and paintings than for living space.

The father, although he didn't like it very much, was a farmer, working the garden, the fields or he picked potatoes and cut the grass in the meadows. The parents had chickens, rabbits and about ten cows.

-In the beginning, when the father was very young, he would go down to the village on foot and carry a 30 liter milk pail on his back. He went door to door to sell the milk of his cows.

-The father milked the cows twice a day, in the morning and in the evening and helped them when they had to give birth. It was a very exciting moment, which some customers had been able to witness. The calf got up on its own and, little by little, approached its mother, guided by the smell, by the contact with her skin and when it found the targets, it immediately began to suckle.

-The mother was often angry with the cows, they would eat the soap from her clothes, they would rub the clean clothes that had just been spread out with their tails...

-Our mother washed by hand in the laundry room at home, all seasons of the year, and in the winter everything she hung would freeze, the clothes would harden as if they were wood.