Moving statues: from Ballinspittle to Budapest
Mary Murphy
February 28, 2013
Queer things have been known to happen in Ireland, especially on the long walk home from the pub after a feed of pints and extra
Queer things have been known to happen in Ireland, especially on the long walk home from the pub after a feed of pints and extra
There was a time when Szimpla Kert was my last port of call on a night out. When I first arrived in Budapest, it fascinated
Nothing could have prepared me for what I met at Fort Monostor in Komárom. No explanation, or description, or photographs could have done justice to
I first visited Budapest in December 2003. Shortly afterwards, I wrote this letter about my impressions. The inimitable DLW, who hoards her correspondence, dug it
I knew little, if anything, about Hungary before I moved here. Gradually, as I met more and more people, my list of places to visit
Everything I’ve ever done in my life to date has led to my being in Budapest right now. Difficult to imagine that each little decision
When she died on her thirteenth birthday on St Patrick’s Day in 1887, Hungary mourned its loss. The nation’s flags flew at half-mast and Hungarians
When it came to wealth, I thought the Habsburgs reigned supreme but apparently the Esterházy family topped them on the who’s richest list of the
Golfers everywhere refer to the clubhouse as the 19th hole. The last place of refuge. A place to celebrate their victories or drown their sorrows.
Before it became a Camaldulian heritage, the monastery at Majk was a Premonstratensian provostry. And yes, I had to check the dictionary. Twice. Once to
