I bagged myself a hubby from Santa’s grotto

When Jovina’s fella scarpered from family Christmas dinner, she smelt a love rat…

All because hubby thought he saw a twinkle in Santa’s eye

It looked like a bleak Christmas for all – until Becky had a bright idea

Tara stared blankly at the Christmas tree. The fir was a last-minute purchase from the garden centre. She hadn’t decided whether to decorate it. In the armchair opposite hers, where Hugh would normall

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu