Our second day in Rome we went on a tour of Vatican City. We bought a tour package because we…
My father left when I was two, just disappeared. He’d emptied out the family bank account, left a huge amount…
The rains came first and then the wind. It was a hurricane. I was a drunk who paid no attention…
I know I’ve been here before. I’ve told you it all many times. Way too many. But this time I…
England was lovely. Comfortable. Refined. The weather could be grim but spring was always gorgeous and fall was cozy. There…
‘How was school?’ Dad asked at dinner, as he did every day. I used to find it tedious, predictable, but…
He knew how to deal with people. He was one of ten children in an Irish family that eventually moved…
Utopia Novi. that’s what someone named this planet. Someone with a sick sense of humour. New Utopia indeed, a world…
My mother used to play the song on a record when I was young. Vera Lynn. The White Cliffs of…
‘God I hate you!!!’ I screamed at them. ‘I hate both of you!’ I stamped my foot like a four…