The grotto

REVEREND JERRY GRANDE paused as he entered St Symeon’s Church. He gazed at the light streaming through the largest of the stained-glass windows, spilling in a wide stripe of colour across the altar, p

Sunning herself on a lounger, Claire wriggled her toes and wondered whether to put on some more suncream or have a dip in the pool. “Laura, do you fancy a swim?” She nudged her friend who was engrosse

THEY say that the true test of a friendship is to spend a holiday together. Initially, when this idea was mooted, Faye had felt rather hesitant. She’d known Beverley for less than a year. And though t

KATY stretched and yawned. She felt refreshed by the fragrance of rosemary floating in through her bedroom window from pots outside the apartment’s main entrance, three storeys down. She rubbed sleep

Lisa Hilton is wowed by a French bistrot in Fulham

Joan knew her plan was a daring one, but would it work?