I was surprised to suddenly hear a soft and yet powerful female voice rising from the dining room cabin on the river boat yacht. It was...

The Interlink English School on the inside was bare, painted white, with minimal furnishings and a polished granite tile floor. It...

I met the British gent, Lloyd Dyer, who offered me the job in the pub Britannica the next day at the railroad station. He arrived on time...

It was around midnight in mid January 1990 when I arrived at the Bergamo Ferroviaria. Although I was wearing a jacket and a chunky wool...

I left London in the morning of January 14th, 1990, after a rousing goodbye party the night before in the Pub Britannica where I had been...