Budapest Times articles

One of the most inspiring aspects of today’s globalisation is the sheer diversity of our world. Back in the days of E.M. Forster’s A Passage

I’ve spent a lot of time this month seriously considering removing myself from social media and newsfeeds. I stopped using Twitter when it was still

As 2023 draws to a close, I, for one, won’t be sad to see the back of it. I’m feeling a little detached from reality.

In conversation with Dorottya Szalay recently, I asked her what I could expect were I to call NANE’s helpline – ‘First of all’, she said,

‘Michael Gambon is dead’, he said. ‘I was there when he first set eyes on E. It was like seeing lightning strike.’

In the many road trips I’ve taken around Hungary, the same questions always come to mind. Why isn’t more being done to capitalise on the

György Marx was everything I have never aspired to be: a physicist, an astrophysicist, a science historian, and a professor. Okay, I’d have liked to

I like to think that I can spot potential. In plans. In people. In property. Especially in property. I’m not for a minute suggesting that

Someone once told me that their birthday was on 16 June. Ah, I said, you were born on Bloomsday. They looked at me, cluelessly. In

I’m a firm believer in old souls and past lives. Some of us – not all of us, but some of us – have been

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