Coming Home For Christmas;24 December 1956
Winter came early to Austria in 1956. The mountains were hiding in dense fog and a thick blanket of snow covered the countryside. The branches of the pine trees groaned under the heavy load and almost touched the frozen ground.The Hungarian Revolution which had erupted in October that year had been crushed by Russian tanks […]
The Major and the photograph in the window
Ask any serious storyteller if he can remember the first story he told in public. I’m sure he can; most vividly. I certainly remember mine. It happened at school in Austria many years ago. I must have been about ten or eleven at the time. Before sending us home for the day, our teacher […]
