Heavyweight contender here. This is called a ‘Paul Gascoigne’, and the chunky Geordie legend would doubtless by proud to lend his name to an early morning feast like this one. (I can see a young Gazza getting stuck-in to one…
Author: David
The Fontanella Cafe (or ‘tea garden’ if you will) has become almost compulsory on your ‘to do’ lists of Malta. That’s assuming you’re not just visiting the country for a week of getting smashed in Paceville at night and lying…
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Narrow streets Almost six months after arriving in Malta, myself and Dany finally got our respective asses in gear and went to visit what I remember some guidebook or other describing as the ‘jewel in the crown’ of Malta. Or…
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Embed from Getty Images Maltese (or ‘Malti’ to be more accurate) is a language with roots in Arabic mixed with Sicilian/Italian and as such is almost completely incomprehensible to a native English speaker like myself. Just about everybody here speaks…
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As a Dubliner myself, it’s only right and proper that I start here. Every day as you walk along the seafront between Sliema and St Julian’s, you will notice a gaggle of pasty-faced citizens perched on stools outside of The…
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It’s a strange country. 60 seconds walk from my apartment to this… hard to complain. There, I’ve said it. A mish-mash of different cultures, lumped together on a rocky island in the middle of the Mediterranean, half-way between Europe and…
