The reluctant granny

Freya’s new boyfriend seemed nice. As she sat opposite him in the lounge, Jane smiled while counting off dates in her head. It had been six months since her daughter’s last appearance. Freya’s head wa

Morning, Claudette! What have you got to sing to us today?” “Morning, Claudette! Would you do an old favourite for me? It was the first song that my husband – bless his soul – and I danced to. It’s ca

They were two days into the week’s summer holiday and Ruth, hanging up beach towels in the garden, was already wondering if she could go on. It should be idyllic. Beachcomber Cottage in Devon was swee

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

IT’S all inclusive,” Brenda said, flopping on to my bed without taking off her new espadrilles. I had no idea what “all inclusive” meant, but I didn’t let on. Until 10 minutes ago, I hadn’t known what

ARE you still available to look after the twins next week?” Jill winced as she heard her sister Claire’s question. She turned away to fill the kettle, trying to avoid eye contact. “Tell me you haven’t