One last toast

Sometimes, the course of your life can hinge on a single day. One such day in April 2023 was both my bleakest-ever moment, and the day my husband proposed. It was a Friday afternoon when the consultan

I was waiting to meet a very special person, but losing one too

When Sarah arose from a coma, an unexpected visitor was waiting for her…

To the joggers, dog walkers and pram pushers, we must have been a familiar sight. Even the seagulls who cruised the sky scanning for any discarded sandwich crusts and fish and chip wrappers seemed to

When journalist and author Hunter Davies lost his wife of more than 50 years, the novelist Margaret Forster, he began writing to her instead

I thought my ill ness was the end, but something new was beginning