When Death calls your name – a reflection on the Moritz Monument and a gagged lady
I was recently in Dresden, which has absolutely no connection to the books I am writing or planning to write. But sometimes, life invites you to stroll down an alternative path, which is why my friend Alison Morton and I took a long weekend in Saxony. Alison, of course, had a reason for wanting to […]
When Death calls your name – a reflection on the Moritz Monument and a gagged lady Read More »
