The price of popularity
Mary Murphy
May 6, 2015
I had my heart set on seeing Cinque Terre – the five villages on the Italian Riviera that belong on a chocolate box. They’re perched
I had my heart set on seeing Cinque Terre – the five villages on the Italian Riviera that belong on a chocolate box. They’re perched
Other people’s opinions and impressions can have a marked effect on me. It depends, of course, the weight I give them and how they’ve done
If I’m already in a bad mood, auto-correction on my phone has been known to drive me over the edge, into a world where I
‘I’ll come around and pick you up’, he said, in a to-die-for Italian accent. ‘Ten minutes. Be ready.’ ‘Okay’, says I. ‘I’ll go down and
In times when the Catholic Church in particular, and religious institutions in general, are receiving a bashing, it is nice to see that some churches
I was in Paris many years ago as part of an Inter-rail trip around Europe that I embarked upon myself. Alone. On my tod. I
You look at me and what do you first notice? My size? My shape? The colour of my eyes? My glasses? My hair? My attitude?
It’s not been long enough, I hear you cry. And yet 72 hours is ample time when you’re old enough know what you want and
The first Easter I spent in my flat in Budapest, the doorbell rang on Easter Monday morning. I was a tad taken aback as I
In the Bourbon Tunnels (Tunnel Borbonica) in Naples (the city’s No. 2 tourist attraction according to Trip Advisor), I heard tell of a man who
