Getting an education
Mary Murphy
January 14, 2015
We’re half-way through January and my resolve to do more than simply work, eat, and sleep, is holding. I’m saying yes to things I would
We’re half-way through January and my resolve to do more than simply work, eat, and sleep, is holding. I’m saying yes to things I would
It’s not often that parties in my world start at 7.30 am these days. Perhaps years ago when I was following Irish soccer and time
I have the dubious distinction of being the only one of my Irish contemporaries who has managed to get this far in life without ever
‘It’s perfect weather for a killing.’ Not quite the words I expected to hear over a pre-dawn breakfast before we braved the -12 degree cold
My one and only New Year’s resolution is to whittle away at my bucket list. I’m increasingly conscious of the limited time we have on
I took Art in school. I can’t draw but in my early teens I quite fancied myself as an impressionist. Daubing various splotches of different
When I think of Cambridge, I think of earnest young brains who are preparing themselves to lead the world in their various fields and fancies.
You might pass Szentpétery Vera on the street in Gödöllő without registering her. If you didn’t know better, you might think her just another ordinary
People wonder why so many smart people come out of Harvard. It’s not rocket science, says Edward de Bono, it’s because so many smart people
I’ve been to Boston a few times but I must have spent most of that time hanging out in pubs, as I have little recollection
