A second chance

MUM?” Becky said. “When did you know Dad was the man for you?” “What? Pretty early, I think,” Frances replied, taken aback. “It’s so far in the past, I can’t remember.” “It’s important. Try and think

POSTERS for a touring circus blossomed in shop windows, and on any vacant stretch of boarding. Some were pasted on top of other posters, from many seasons ago. They were a snowstorm of colour to catch

S a ffy and Neil had been married ...

Mum, what’s the worst thing anyone’s ever said to you?” Various replies sprang to mind, none appropriate for her son to hear. “She won’t tell you,” Clare’s daughter answered sagely. “If you tell me th

ARE you sure, Rebecca? I can’t believe you chose Béziers over Paris,” Marianne said as they made their way towards the Saint-Nazaire Cathedral. “It’s cool, Mum,” Rebecca replied as she scanned the str

For Carol, a chance encounter turned out to be a stroke of luck