Gone with the waves

IT was three o’clock in the afternoon and still raining. It started the moment they arrived, and Sharon watched with a heavy heart as the rain took hold and the sky darkened. Even she, queen of all pl

Coming up for air

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of

It has been a long drive, but I need to get as far away from the city as possible. Somewhere near Andover the stupidity of what I’m doing hits me and I pull into a service station, get out of the car

WHEN we left England, it was teeming with rain; here in Umbria, the heat is so fierce it could render you senseless. Especially if you’re marooned with a flat tyre on a little winding road somewhere o

ADMISSIONS SHADOW WORK Loneliness and the literary ...