It’s showtime!

THREE minutes,” the man in the suit announced to the room, his clipboard clutched in his hands. His words triggered a wave of panic among the entrants to Sunnywade’s Grand Summer Talent Contest 1967.

Michelle was disappointed when she discovered that there weren’t any biscuits in the welcome pack, but after telling herself that she shouldn’t eat so many sweet things anyway, she made herself a coff

I LOOKED at my allocated “bed” underneath the back window of the caravan and wondered. Firstly, about my chances of getting a good night since I was already sleeping badly. And secondly, what madness

YOU’LL never guess what I found. From our childhood,” Carly said. “You’ll have to give me a clue,” Juliet said. “Well, it’s something we used to wear all the time.” “Legwarmers? Shell suit? Day-Glo so

Sunning herself on a lounger, Claire wriggled her toes and wondered whether to put on some more suncream or have a dip in the pool. “Laura, do you fancy a swim?” She nudged her friend who was engrosse

IT was early summer. The staff of Glaston’s Holiday Camp were working hard to get everything ready for the first paying guests of the season arriving tomorrow. Chalet maids Rose and Connie were boogyi