Floods of change

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

Her husband was on a life or death mission – but Jess needed him too

TYPICAL!” Peter moaned,as they sat in the traffic gazing at the rain. “The hottest summer for years and we choose a week when it rains.” “A change is as good as a rest.” Joy smiled. The traffic began

Coming up for air

WHY do we still come to the Lakes?” Livvy groaned. “It always rains. Most of my friends have gone to Spain or Greece for their summer holiday. “They’ll come back with tans and photos of sandy beaches

WINDY, windy weather, we all blow together!” Hannah Kington laughed as she ran along the pavement, hand in hand with her five-year-old twins, Daisy and Amy. She could remember playing this game when s