The Hopeless Unbeliever
In 1954, my father, then just fifteen years old, made a pilgrimage to Lourdes. It was, by all accounts, a
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In 1954, my father, then just fifteen years old, made a pilgrimage to Lourdes. It was, by all accounts, a
Continue readingA few years ago I was holidaying in Sicily, taking in the sights around Mount Etna and the town of
Continue readingI must admit to being slightly apprehensive at the start of this trip. In the past, our cross country ski
Continue readingEarly morning, and as the first rays of sun filter through the valley, the sound of a thousand little bells
Continue readingThere’s a buzz that reverberates through the little town of Non Nuoc. A shrill energetic hum that seemingly has no
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