Beyond the veil

S a ffy and Neil had been married ...

MUM?” Becky said. “When did you know Dad was the man for you?” “What? Pretty early, I think,” Frances replied, taken aback. “It’s so far in the past, I can’t remember.” “It’s important. Try and think

SATURDAYS were no fun when Mum was on shift. She’d made it clear that while she was at the hospital, whoever was left in the house was expected to get on with all the jobs that had to be done. Today t

Mum, what’s the worst thing anyone’s ever said to you?” Various replies sprang to mind, none appropriate for her son to hear. “She won’t tell you,” Clare’s daughter answered sagely. “If you tell me th

The comforting smell hit me as soon as I walked into my nana’s kitchen. Roast chicken and freshly baked pies – and there was Nana bustling about in her pinny. ‘How was school?’ she asked, wrapping her

Childhood memories bring a new sense of purpose to Evelyn