Shaken not stirred

S u nbathing on the terrace of the ...

The summer holidays go too fast,” Sarah sighed. Dawn raised her sunglasses to her forehead and glared at her friend. “You’ve had six weeks off work. Most of us have to make do with a fortnight.” Sarah

DANA NOVAK took a good, long look at the man. She knew that none of her clothes back at the tiny apartment she shared were going to cut it – not when introducing herself to Fischer. And she certainly

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of

WHO needed London’s West End, Rex Pargeter smiled, taking his usual bracing constitutional along Utterly On Sea’s promenade. He, as actor manager at the Castle Theatre, was king. Yet, like the sunny w

A g lint of colourful rays caught her ...