The stuff nightmares are made of: The road of woes
Mary Murphy
July 30, 2014
WTF?!* Had I been doing anything more than a sedate 25 mph on this relatively remote stretch of a very minor Austrian road, I might
WTF?!* Had I been doing anything more than a sedate 25 mph on this relatively remote stretch of a very minor Austrian road, I might
Back in a previous life, many lifetimes ago, I lived in London. For about 18 months, I went to the theatre at least twice a
Edward de Bono once joked with me that I could have a case for the Court of Human Rights. He reckoned that between the whole
Sitting in a hotel room on a Sunday morning in Geneva last month, it seemed as if my plans for the day were doomed. To
I’ve often wondered where the bitches and the bastards are buried. Those nasty people who beat their spouses, molest their kids, kill their mates. In
Legalised marijuana. Low gun crime despite the liberal gun laws. Life expectancy for men and women in the 80s. Switzerland is certainly full of surprises.
I’ve never given much thought to the evolution of modern telecommunication save to marvel at how clever my smartphone is (and I can safely say
It wasn’t my first visit to Geneva, and I doubt it will be my last. And while it still hasn’t wormed its way into my
Having just spent a king’s ransom on navigating my way around London and its hinterland, I now appreciate Budapest Transport Company, or BKK, even more.
