A letter to... my tiny dancer

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

I’D just let Joey, my young Labrador, off the lead when I saw Spike for the first time. It was early; the grass was drenched in dew and there were few people about. He was a powerful-looking man stand

Music is in Cat Bateman’s DNA. With a dad who was a guitarist and singer, and a childhood that’s reminiscent of The Partridge Family, she can’t remember a time when she wasn’t belting out a tune. “On

My true-life story

My girl lived every day to the full, right to the end

To Mia and Gabriella, W hen I ...