Growing pains

AFTER Louisa’s funeral, her friends and neighbours gathered together in September Cottage. Her home, just like the church had been, was full of autumn flowers. Louisa had been born in September, which

EVERY time I smell the sweet scent of September air, I am transported back to Alderley Cottage. I am walking up the garden path strewn with grass and twigs towards a faded blue painted door with a bro

FOR some people, fresh air combined with freshly grown, organic vegetables would be their idea of heaven – but not for me. Instead, mine would be a busy order book for my interior design business and

Ellie’s new friend made a suggestion – and it was bloomin’ marvellous

TENDERLY, Violet touched her frail mother’s cheek. Ruby gazed wide-eyed at her daughter. Eventually, shocked and disbelieving, she spoke, her voice a feeble whisper. “Violet, I’m begging you. Don’t go

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