A rabbit in every pot and a saint on every corner- or why Malta was so confusing


I've just been lucky enough to take a trip to Malta, land of my grandfather's birth and burying place of other in-law relatives. It's not an easy place to get to, but my heart has wanted to go there for years. It's the fabulous history. Millenia of history. Footprints of travellers from centuries back. The…

Live Tweeting the apocalypse


I'm baffled. Lately my adopted city, Halifax, has taken to a bizarre habit of "live-tweeting" historical events. I participated in the first one - the live tweeting of the Halifax explosion. It was strange. Every few moments around the anniversary of the event, there'd be a tweet purporting to be from people involved in the…