Light from a big sky
Mary Murphy
August 2, 2010
Late afternoon. April. South Africa. The African sun starts to set and this particular part of the world is bathed in a godly light. Cecile
Late afternoon. April. South Africa. The African sun starts to set and this particular part of the world is bathed in a godly light. Cecile
Alaska. South Africa. Could two places be more different? And yet, while in South Africa on safari, Alaska kept popping into my head. And it
A number of years ago, while sitting in her house in Slough, the indomitable EK promised that someday, she’d take me to play with the
In this particular part of France, in Brittany, you’re more likely to pass a bicycle on the road than a car, which somewhat explains the
Since coming to terms with the fact that I fancied the geeky Malcolm (the birdwatcher in the 1980s TV comedy Watching) it’s been years since I’ve had
I think I’m in love with the idea of being in love. I’ve always been a one-man woman. I first realised this when I was
I was proposed to in Geneva. Earlier this year, in January. As I stood outside these very gates. And I was flattered. He described himself
You just never know what you’ll find in this city. You think you have it sussed. You think you know your streets. And then, you
It’s about 248 km from Budapest to Sárospatak if you take the highways and stay on course, but that’s what trains and bus tours are for.
Oh Lord, give me such signs in every foreign country I visit and I will be happier (if that’s possible), and more relaxed, and less
