**Our leaders say they are outraged. Really?** Another week, another press conference where Malta’s political class lines up to express “shock”, “disgust” and “zero tolerance”. This time it was the footage of a 15-year-old caught on a construction site during school hours, dangling from three storeys up without a helmet. The Prime Minister called it…
# Estonia and Allies Denounce ‘Reckless’ Russian Air Incursion: What Malta’s Tiny Airspace Can Teach NATO **Valletta** – While Estonian diplomats were scrambling to summon the Russian ambassador after a four-minute violation of NATO airspace on Tuesday, Maltese air-traffic controllers watching the drama unfold from the Luqa tower could be forgiven for a wry smile….
Feast of Our Lady of Mellieħa: How One Tiny Shrine Unites an Entire Nation By Hot Malta staff MELLIEĻA – At 5:45 a.m. on 8 September the narrow road that snakes down to Il-Maqluba is already humming with flip-flops and rosary beads. By 6:00 a.m. the first firework sighs over the ridge and, as if…
**New bells to ring out over Gozo’s southern coast as St Anthony’s gets long-awaited upgrade** The sleepy village of Għajnsielem is about to sound a lot livelier. St Anthony the Abbot parish church, whose squat limestone silhouette has watched over Mgarr Harbour since 1734, will welcome three new bronze bells this summer — the first…
**Endling and Flash: Malta’s Quiet Gaming Revolution Signals a New Era of Quality** Valletta’s Republic Street was still yawning itself awake last Saturday when a queue began to curl outside the new GO outlet. Teenagers in hoodies clutched hand-painted cardboard foxes; grandparents asked if “this was the one about the last tiger on Earth?” They…
It’s 07:03 on a Tuesday in Msida and the traffic light at the marina is already flashing amber, the unofficial signal that Malta’s daily sprint has begun. While engines rev and phone alarms ping, 34-year-old graphic designer Leah Azzopardi stands motionless on the pavement, eyes closed, breathing with the rhythm of the lapping water. Twenty…
**Can Kinnie Cravings Be a Canary in the Coal Mine? What Maltese Doctors Say About Food Urges and Cancer** It’s 3 a.m. in Birkirkara and Rita Camilleri, 57, is elbow-deep in a jar of bigilla, spooning the peppery bean paste onto yesterday’s ftira. Three weeks later she’s diagnosed with early-stage pancreatic cancer. Coincidence? Maybe not….
**HSBC Malta: The Saga Continues – A Local Institution Hanging in the Balance** For generations of Maltese, HSBC hasn’t just been a bank—it’s been part of the furniture. From the dusty passbooks our nannas kept under the mattress to the first contactless tap we used on the Sliema ferry, the red-and-white hexagon has been stitched…
# Heritage evidence in Gaza lost forever: Malta’s cultural guardians watch in despair as centuries of shared Mediterranean history vanish The bombs that have pulverised Gaza’s streets have not only claimed lives but have also obliterated millennia of Mediterranean heritage that once bound Malta to the Levant through trade, conquest and culture. As Maltese archaeologists…
Our leaders say they are outraged… really? A Maltese reality check beneath the fireworks and façades By [Hot Malta Staff] Valletta’s balconies were still dripping red after last week’s spontaneous protest, yet by the time the cannons fired for the Sette Giugno ceremony, the Prime Minister was already tweeting about “national outrage” over yet another…
Valletta’s Grandmaster’s Palace balcony was still in morning shadow when Prime Minister Robert Abela stepped up to the microphone just after 9 a.m. on Friday, 20 September 2025. Below him, a restless crowd of students still clutching their ħobż biż-żejt breakfast wraps, pensioners fanning themselves with yesterday’s Times of Malta, and tourists who’d wandered over…
**Investing in Local Councils: Key to Sustainable Communities** In the heart of the Mediterranean, Malta’s charm lies not just in its azure waters and baroque architecture, but in the tight-knit communities that pulse through its villages. From the festa fireworks of Birkirkara to the almond blossoms of Rabat, local identity is stitched into every stone…
