Out of chaos

Y ou’ve done what?’ Mel threw her bag ...

BACK in my day, they called it misbehaving!” Linda, my glamorous mother-in-law, quips, her blonde highlighted bobbed hair bouncing. I chew on the side of my cheek to stop the words inside me from esca

I WAS amazed. Amy had just refused my offer of a trip on Saturday to the new retail park where they’ve got all the big name shops. And this was a fourteen-year-old, fashion-mad girl I’m talking about

I PEGGED Dad’s Seventies’ psychedelic floral shirt on the section of the clothesline designated for “undies”. It couldn’t be seen by the neighbours. I dreamt of the day my parents would give me their

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A short while after we married, Tom and I made the decision to leave behind our hectic London lives and relocate to the tranquillity of rural living. We wanted a slower pace of life where the countrys