Reap what you sow

Flora looks around, half expecting to see him working alongside the other men although he’s been gone some ten seasons now. She rolls her shoulders, stiff from bending to tie the sheaves. The air ripp

HELLO!” A young woman with red curly hair bounded up as Millicent and Barbara headed to the church, laden with fruit, flowers and foliage. Observing her brightly coloured sweater, hand-knitted chunky

Corn-dolly crafter Colette Hughes describes the bleak situations our ancestors faced. “Imagine,” she says. “It’s winter and your family is hungry and cold. It gets dark early, fresh food is in short s

Where are we going to have supper exactly?” Trisha’s husband, Henry, asked in a resigned tone. Trisha looked up from the basket she was stuffing with oasis and gazed around the kitchen. The island uni

I WAS a nightmare in the early days of my marriage, I admit it. I’d met Johnny on a skiing holiday in Courchevel, where we’d both gone with groups of chums. Johnny was the most daring of us and the be

RIGHT, Pol, I’ve got a doozy for you this week.” Alex Harford beamed as Polly returned from her lunch break. Her heart sank. She knew only too well what that smile meant. Alex beamed more widely. “You