It doesn’t cost anything to be nice to people. Smiles are cheap. Manners are the same price. Yes, we all have our bad days when
Many years ago, in another life, I won a lottery. My prize? The opportunity to shoot a moose. I borrowed a 30.06 rifle and practised.
I’m Irish. I was born in Ireland. I might, if the occasion called for it, qualify that descriptive by stating that I’m Catholic Irish. I
A chandelier made from 7144 individual Swarovski crystal beads strung on strands falling from the ceiling would be at home in a ballroom in just
There’s a tradition in Skopje that is dying out. There are probably lots of these, but this particular one speaks to the stomach. For the
Just four days in Skopje taught me the value of suspending disbelief and just going with the flow. After a while, nothing seems too fantastical.
Voltaire reckoned that originality is nothing but judicious imitation. I wondered a little at that when I looked up to see something rather odd in
Although Skopje’s lords and masters continue to give the city a facelift, not everyone is happy with the result. Progress takes many shapes and forms
I’m old enough to fess up to a number of obsessions, one of which is statues. They fascinate me on two levels: what they represent
What I knew about Macedonia (as in the Republic of Macedonia and not the region in Greece) this time last week could have been written