Flora and Bruno
Flora and Bruno drive for hours – her fault, partly. Curled up in the front seat…
Flora and Bruno drive for hours – her fault, partly. Curled up in the front seat…
Two men stand before a doorway in a narrow street somewhere in Rome. One man hands the…
A cotton ball moon hangs over Knocknarea. I push a wider gap in the curtains and stare up…
The park sits in a deep dip on Caledonia Road just before the street climbs a steep hill,…
Mary, Mary quite contrary, How does your garden grow? With silver bells and cockle…
When I first told others that my husband, Andrej, was living in my garage, they thought I…
There is an haute couture wedding gown shop on Corso Vittorio Emanuele II in Rome that…
Young, ambitious, and armed with a respectable résumé – notwithstanding the smug…
Amongst the hurried traffic, the frenzied tourists and the intense heat of Rome in the…
The scene was Rome, May, 2008. I was there writing a story on the making of the film…