I WOKE up after a vivid dream of Eleanor. I’d had quite a few recently. Eleanor was my half-sister. She was older than me – the daughter of Dad’s first wife, Dorrie. My mum only found out he had a fir

I was stuck in an unhappy marriage, but then two chance meetings changed everything.

Our lives, your lives... that’s life!

The house next door had stood empty for many months and the weeds in the overgrown garden were spreading into my flower borders, becoming a nuisance. I’d taken early retirement when Jack became too il

KAREN is my oldest and closest friend. We met when we were eleven, seated side by side on the first day of secondary school, and instantly hit it off. She was tall and thin with long, straight, fair h

Each month a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This month Sarah Norburn writes to her husband Mark