Bourgas, Bulgaria
Mary Murphy
August 9, 2015
Something tells me that my life is going to change pretty radically in the next few months. All the signs are there. Perhaps this is
Something tells me that my life is going to change pretty radically in the next few months. All the signs are there. Perhaps this is
I was at least a year in London before someone pointed out the divers to me, the gold statues on a rooftop near Piccadilly, on
It’s been years since I last lived in Clontarf. I did my time in Dublin 3 many lifetimes ago. And I loved it. Being able
When you work as freelancer, weekends and national holidays mean nothing. There are no set summer holidays, no half-terms, no winter breaks. There are no
You know the expression – to feel like a red-headed stepchild? That’s always amused me. I could be mistaken but as I understand it, the
I was at a birthday party last night. The invitation said no presents, just your presence. But people still brought gifts. Me included. There’s a
I’m not very big on religions. I have a hard time distinguishing between the various Protestant churches and an even harder time identifying which church
I’m well aware of my limitations. Painfully aware of them at times. When it comes to all that’s arty, I have my favourites. But as
I’m allergic to queues. Apart from the post office, there are few places I’d wait patiently in line for anything. With the post office, I’m
It’s been ten years since I spent any time of note in Oxford and it felt a little strange to walk the streets again, rediscovering
