You’re going to love it!

OH, what a good boy. Look at that handsome face. What’s his name?” “It’s, er, Woofles,” Jane said. “Come on then, you – I’m sure the lady’s busy.” “Oh, don’t mind about me, I’m in no rush,” the woman

I didn’t know I’d left my poor pooch with a monster

Nicola reached into her boot and took out a large white crate before yanking it shut. Ever since her mum’s washing machine had broken and hadn’t been possible to repair, Nicola had collected her washi

Bringing my new guinea pig home, I was about to discover that friendships come in all shapes and sizes! By Jen Furlong, 38

DEIRDRE leaned back on her sunbed and sighed. The view couldn’t have been more beautiful: rocky arid terrain rising from the sea, boats pottering about in the bay . . . Nearby, a luxury yacht was anch

Y ou’ve done what?’ Mel threw her bag ...