Swimming in spring

Elspeth wanted to get back to her old self – but was she brave enough?

January had seemed to last forever. The razzle dazzle of Christmas a mere memory, spring and its promise of sunny days still a good couple of months away. And now there was February to contend with. S

Judy Blume’s Superfudge was in our tiny school library, and I wolfed it down at the age of eight. From then, I was side-by-side with all of Judy’s kids, right the way up to 17-year-old Katherine in Fo

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had

It had been years since Alice had been up here properly. The loft ladder was rickety and she hated the dark, cobwebby mess of it all. But, with just a month to go, she had no choice but to get on with

DOREEN was cleaning her bedroom window when she looked down and saw her daughter come in by the back gate. The young woman took a deep breath before she started walking down the path. Oh, no! Not anot