At the edge of a tradition (3)
Mary Murphy
January 13, 2015
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
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
A fever is approaching the edge of Europe. Hovering on the outskirts, it is gathering momentum ready to make a full-on assault on 8 June
And, no, I’ve not gone over the other side. But even I had to respect the greatness that is Real Madrid and pay homage when