I found my book mecca in Mafra
Mary Murphy
August 4, 2016
I’m married to my kindle. I never leave home without it. I know, I know. For years I banged on about never, ever going electronic
I’m married to my kindle. I never leave home without it. I know, I know. For years I banged on about never, ever going electronic
Over coffee the other day, I was asked how many holidays I’d taken so far this year. I had to stop and think. Not to
Whoever said that size doesn’t matter has never been a victim of the one-size-fits-all dress design. They’ve never been driven to the brink of distraction
Back when people moved into their first home when they got married, wedding presents weren’t an issue. A toaster. A half-dozen wine glasses. A casserole
One of the best things about Hungary is the festivals. On any given weekend you can find something going on somewhere. Sometimes you get lucky
I can’t explain my faith. I have no particular need to. I know it works for me and that’s what matters. I’m not much for
I was educated in a convent. I spent my formative years with the Presentation nuns. I don’t think it did me any harm. I might have
I was born asking questions. The whys of life fascinate me: I like to know why people do what they do, why they make the
Toll roads are expensive in Portugal – after just 35 minutes heading north we came off the motorway and were charged €10.75. We decided then that what with
Any day I learn something new is a good day. I’d never come across the term – Surfing Reserve – before coming to the Portuguese coast
