Dear janie... everything will be ok

OH yes!” Jean said suddenly. “I knew there was something I meant to ask you, Maureen. “Do you have a really good writing pad?” We were sitting in my conservatory, letting our tummies settle after scof

THANKS FOR WRITING TO US, WE LOVE HEARING WHAT YOU THINK

I WAS a nightmare in the early days of my marriage, I admit it. I’d met Johnny on a skiing holiday in Courchevel, where we’d both gone with groups of chums. Johnny was the most daring of us and the be

TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

YOU look great, Lizzie, but you’d better not let Dad see you dressed like that.” My big sister, who was modelling a pair of knee-length white boots and a black mini skirt that looked as though it was

When I was a child, we had a tortoise called Winnie who had belonged to my father when he was a boy in the 1950s. He called his pet Winston after Churchill, but this name had to be changed when he dis