Blooming wonderful

I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da

AND now, let’s drink a toast to Mum and Dad,” said Evelyn and Duncan’s eldest son, Arlo. He grinned and then added, “Better known to some of you as Gran and Gramps.” “Happy anniversary!” everyone chor

OH, not again,” Mum said. “What’s up, Mum?” I watched her take a deep breath as she put her phone back down on the kitchen side. It was the beginning of the summer holiday after my first year at unive

I was waiting to meet a very special person, but losing one too

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

How plastic posies set me free