
A field of swans
For those of you who sailed through menopause without even noticing, I envy you. For those of you who have been through the horrors but
For those of you who sailed through menopause without even noticing, I envy you. For those of you who have been through the horrors but
Back in the early COVID days, I was chatting to a mate who was coming to terms with life without the structure of getting up
I was born into a city. I might have been about 2 when we moved to a provincial town. And then to another city. And
There’s one old lady in our village who’s never seen outside without a headscarf. There are a few of them, but the one I’m thinking
We had a doozy of a storm here the other night. It hit Zala county hard with reports of evacuations in some villages, major flooding
Himself, at the door of my office with a look of consternation on his face. Me, engrossed in editing a piece of text on a
There’s a battle of wills going on in our house. Occasionally it involves roaring and shouting followed by a couple of days of sulking or
It’s been a while, thank God, since I’ve felt the black cloud of depression, the sort that that requires doctors and medication. My heart goes
Walking down the village to mass yesterday, I noticed three women in front of me all in black. The men outside the church were in
The pessimist in me says that it had to happen sometime. My love affair with my Hungarian village was a little too good to be
When I bought a house in a small village near the Kis Balaton in Western Hungary, I only ever intended it to be a weekend/holiday getaway. But village life has worked its magic and now I find it hard to leave.