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CAROL McGIFFIN THE WAY I SEE IT... Wise ...
IRIS walked slowly to the front door of her Victorian villa in Fairley, a sleepy Sussex village. It had begun, she fumed silently – the “invasion” of her home. Of course, she’d been expecting it. Her
SINCE my mum died, it seems the family have been together more than ever. There were well over 140 mourners at the funeral, then we had the Australians here last weekend and today it’s my nephew’s wed
Slippers have made their way out of the bedroom and into the street, finds Simon Mills–although not without precedent or formalities
Helen Harris always enjoyed her afternoon tea with Martha Evert, and as she knocked on the door carrying a treat of two chocolate muffins, she looked forward to an hour or two of catching up with her
The mini digger we hired was bright yellow. It sounded like a bus and belched out black smoke. Phil, looking like he sat upon a child’s toy, aimed it down the garden after the hire company unloaded it