Each month, a reader writes to a loved one in the afterlife and Mandy Masters tunes in to share their reply. This time, Julie Morris writes to her mum Marjorie

Left to die on Christmas Eve, Grampa deserved so much more

I’m carrying on your festive legacy, Mum Dear ...

A village hall mystery doesn’t quite go to plan

A vision turned my grief into something paw-sitive.

OK? Ready?” “Yep.” Fi smiled at Brand. She then picked up the bags full of presents, hoping her face had been convincing. There had been a time when she’d loved these family gatherings at Christmas bu