A village hall mystery doesn’t quite go to plan

IT was two days until Christmas and the afternoon sky was blue and crisp as Lydia’s car pulled up in front of the magnificent Bristol Hotel. Why was it called the Bristol? she wondered. It was nowhere

IF there was one thing Glenda Williams had always been proud of, it was her organisational skills. At school, the other girls had always come to her for help when sorting out their revision timetables

Each month ex-cop Nicky Alan teams up with her spirit guides to investigate an unsolved mystery. Here, she delves into what really happened when Queen of Crime Agatha Christie went missing for 11 days

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What revealed the magic of books for me was The Wind in the Willows. When I was five, I contracted measles, which meant I had to spend my days in bed in a darkened room. My mother sat outside my bedro