Loud and tacky

Sally was on a mission – and she had her eyes on the prize

THE cold morning air made Caleb’s cheeks sting as he walked to Buttons and Bows. It was still dark and far earlier than he liked to be out, but there was no question of his getting any more sleep. And

FOOTPRINTS IN THE SAND When I was a child my nan, Hazel, taught me to cross stitch and I’ve loved it ever since (I’ve been stitching for about 25 years now). Sadly my nan passed away recently and for

GH ’s Simon Swift takes up a familial hobby — and with it a familiar habit of not finishing what he started…

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

IT was cold, even for a Northumberland January. In fact, it was freezing. A thin layer of ice cracked under Nancy’s feet as she walked to the outer harbour in the grey dawn, shards of it angling upwar