It’s a cracker

Rummaging through her festive drawer, Elaine felt sure no one would find out about her Christmas secret...

MARION looked at the packs of crisps stacked on the supermarket shelf and sighed. No, there was no point in getting the multipack. She and Kenny would never get through that. And it wasn’t as if the H

G av drove home, glancing up at the ...

BONFIRE Night. Roslyn inhaled deeply, relishing the scents drifting on the air. No other time smelled quite like it. Woodsmoke predominated, but sweetened by the competing aromas of toffee apples and

MARIE peered out of the front room window, wondering if people would be on time. And not only that – what if nobody showed? She let the net curtain drop, listening to the kettle whistling in the kitch

IRIS walked slowly to the front door of her Victorian villa in Fairley, a sleepy Sussex village. It had begun, she fumed silently – the “invasion” of her home. Of course, she’d been expecting it. Her