The green scene

Lucy checked that her hotel door was locked before setting off for breakfast. Forty-five years old and this was the first time she had ever been on holiday alone. At first everything had been a stress

HELLO! I’m in the garden,” Rachel called out when she heard the car door bang shut. The six-foot gate separating the drive from the back garden swung open and a smiling, but tired-looking Jack appeare

PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe

If I can’t send my old unwanted items to a charity shop, I get a great sense of satisfaction if I can turn them into something new rather than throw them out into landfill. I love giving these old ite

RYAN BROWN?” Louise blurted out as her childhood nemesis walked into the community hall. “Oh, you two already know each other. That’s brilliant,” Millie, the meeting organiser, said. “Just fantastic.”

STARING out of her window at the small garden, Gemma sighed. It was nothing like the large rambling garden she’d had at her old house and there were times when she really missed it. If she were honest