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The other day I got a text message on my mobile phone from Czech friends, to let us know that they had become proud parents of a healthy little girl, weighing in at 3320 grammes. They added that they'd decided to called her Madrun, who, they explained, was a medieval Welsh saint. Well, I'd never heard of her, but I certainly agreed that it was a pretty name.

Prague's weather in recent few weeks has probably disappointed many tourists who have come to enjoy the city in the summer sunshine. Since late June, Prague has been mostly cloudy and full of rain. Not only foreign tourists but Czechs as well are complaining about the weather. People hate bad weather especially if it comes just on weekends. Those who have just taken a couple of weeks off work and now they must spend their holiday in rain are completely furious.

Ever since borders opened 16 years ago Czechs have been exploring foreign tourist locations. At first they headed for - London, Paris and Rome - cosmopolitan cities which Czechs were dying to see for themselves. Then as holiday prices became more and more affordable they headed further afield - and coming from a landlocked country they usually chose a destination where part of the time could be spent on the beach. In recent years Czech tourists have been heading for safari tours in Africa and holidays in south east Asia. And the more they travel

This weekend I'm not actually in Prague - I'm a couple of hours' drive west of the capital, in the spa town of Karlovy Vary, which is currently hosting its 40th International Film Festival. The town gets its name - like Prague's Charles Bridge and Charles University - from Emperor Charles IV. The story goes that he stumbled upon the then little known village of Wary in 1358; he was so taken with its health giving waters that he built a bathtower nearby and gave it its prefix, and a royal charter, 12 years later.

"Property is the issue of our generation," a friend of mine said the other day as we were discussing tiles and door fittings. And it suddenly dawned on me how right he was. Almost everybody I know is buying, building or renovating. It's like an epidemic.

I returned to Prague this past weekend after a three-week tour of the eastern seaboard of the United States. It began with a class reunion weekend in Washington, D.C., where I spent my "formative years." As I haven't yet gone bald or grown fat, I was more than a little curious to see who had. Call it: Revenge of the Nerd.

I don't know how Czech folk music makes you feel but it certainly gives me goose bumps...not because I don't like it but on the contrary, I LOVE it. A few nights ago, a friend, who's a tour manager here in Prague took me to a folklore night on the outskirts of the city that's held just for tourists and I was taken back in time to when I was a little girl and spent New Year's Eve at my grandmother's.

A major debate has broken out in the last few days about what language is appropriate in the Czech public service media. In a weekly Czech Radio satirical program, which parodies the well-known format of the political interview, one of the show's protagonists the actress, Ester Kocickova, compared communists to pigs.

It's fifty-five years ago this week that one of the most grotesque show-trials in Stalinist Czechoslovakia began, a trial that exposed the cruelty of the regime, but also revealed the true face of heroism.

No other Czech hockey player has gotten as much attention as Jaromir Jagr and that was once again true - for good reason - at this year's Ice Hockey World Championship in Vienna. Jagr - at 33 - is still a major force in Czech hockey, a shark on the ice you can not take your eyes off for a second. Criticised as a poor team captain a few years ago, Jagr has come of age as a player and this year contributed greatly to the Czech team's successful run. He did so not only through fast skating and precision passing, but simply by staying on. A mangled