I’ve spent an entire day in Moscow city center. I’m sitting in Nikitsky Boulevard, blogging and noticing people walking past. Tomorrow is expected to be
For the 874th anniversary of my native city I went to the Pushkin Museum of Fine Arts. There are currently two “Italian” exhibitions. One, in
At the end of Maugham’s novel Theatre Julia Lambert dines on steak and chips. She savours life and art and reflects on her role as
My room is not quite what you see in the photo, although, as I’m writing this post in bed, I’m lying next to tall bookcases.
First space flight meant more than just overcoming the gravity. Gagarin showed the working class that everyone had a chance in life.
Animals without people and people without animals are equally in distress – and this is a truly good motivation to protect the Nature.
I don’t know what it feels like at your end, but I realized I needed some good rest after the world’s last year’s shenanigans. After
Back in 2009, I wrote a Skiddle review of the first album by this prodigious Italian composer. So, please welcome: Phonat – Learn to Recycle.
Over the yeas, the attitude to taking photos in museums has changed from hostile and hesitant to a more welcoming.
I was going to tell about this, but tonight’s snowfall makes an ideal backdrop for my story. I witnessed the final 11 years of the