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Tired of me repeatedly hushing them, a friend told me adamantly that no, they were not being loud. We talked about it and concluded that

I found myself explaining an Irishism the other day to an American friend who had looked blankly as I used it to describe someone in

I met Brendan McDonald three books ago. Met, as in he talks and I listen. Not met, as in we had a cuppa. He’s an

A few years back, a journey to the village to visit friends who had left the city in favour of a more bucolic setting resulted

People who rear pigeons are known as pigeon fanciers. And while I quite fancy the more exotic pigeon, I doubt I’d ever be a fancier

I’ve heard of ransomware – of having your computer hijacked and having to pay big money to get access back along with your data. I’ve

When I started blogging all those years ago, it was to keep friends in far-flung places abreast of my flat renovation in Budapest.

Dead people have been running through my head a lot lately.

Some years ago, while on a road trip in the USA, we visited the town of Walnut Grove, the home of Laura Ingalls Wilder, of

I caught sight of myself in the mirror the other day and did a double-take.

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