The right tools

‘A re you sure you want the car?’ Angie ...

A rush of warmth welcomes me as I open the café door. I take a moment to catch my breath, unbutton my coat and look around for Helen. She’s sitting at our favourite table in the corner, and I give her

When it came to revenge, Margaret had it down to a fine art

Polly took her place by the window, glad that Corunna Coaches allowed the booking of specific seats on their trips. An important consideration when you weren’t the world’s best traveller and didn’t wa

Are you ready for this?” I asked Nigel, my golden retriever, as I waved from the bay window to the young woman at the kerb. She stood unloading her toddler from her car. My son planned to marry finall

Were Nancy and Alan finally on the right road to rekindle their romance?