An Easter remembered

About a decade ago I spent a few days in Murcia over Easter - candle lit processions with haunting gypsy voices piercing the dark; hooded fingers carrying wooden sculptures telling the Easter story. Then the joy of Easter Sunday, rebirth. Then the Spring Festival. Farmers paraded their animals and showed off their agricultural prowess; young … Continue reading An Easter remembered

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Church bells yes but not the Muslim call to prayer

I walk past a bland housing estate and through a tidy shopping mall. There are no Turkish kebab shops or Indian curry houses; no Vietnamese mail parlours or black hair dressers. Why would an Immigration Museum be housed in this unremarkable part of Denmark? The town of Farum, a 30-minute train ride from Copenhagen, is … Continue reading Church bells yes but not the Muslim call to prayer