Zrinyi utca (Photo credit: Hat) The last year I was in HungaryI lived on Rigo, Utca. Rigo is the Hungarian name for the backbird whose song fills the air in Budapestat dusk and again in the early hours of the morning, even before light starts to show on the horizon. I lived in a huge... Continue Reading →
Delaware, Dragon’s Dens and Dumps!
Delaware I've never actually lived in Delaware. When I was 16 I ran away with my American boyfriend for a summer holiday, and he took me Dover. I don't remember much other than it being really flat with endless sandy beaches and strip malls. While we were there we stayed with the parents of his... Continue Reading →
The Short American Woman
Scene from a Brighton bar: A: "Could I have a glass of water please. No ice." B: "I can't serve you because the last time you were here you threw a drink in someone's face." A: "I just want a glass of water." B: "I can't serve you because the last time you were here... Continue Reading →