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

A Tarot reading with a medium was to reveal my true identity…

I’M sitting at the window and Max is in the aisle seat. There is a spare seat between us, which is as well, as the air crackles with bad feeling. I don’t want to be flying. I’d prefer Christmas at hom

The festive season is a time for families – but not for Mel…

HAVE YOUR SAY

My instincts were telling me something was wrong with my baby. So why was nobody listening?