Furry friends

A short while after we married, Tom and I made the decision to leave behind our hectic London lives and relocate to the tranquillity of rural living. We wanted a slower pace of life where the countrys

Oh, Max, I’m so miserable.’ Lucy sniffed and buried her face in the pillow, so all I could do was gently pat her shoulder to show I knew how she felt. I snuggled up to her and she turned to me, gather

Nicola reached into her boot and took out a large white crate before yanking it shut. Ever since her mum’s washing machine had broken and hadn’t been possible to repair, Nicola had collected her washi

OH, what a good boy. Look at that handsome face. What’s his name?” “It’s, er, Woofles,” Jane said. “Come on then, you – I’m sure the lady’s busy.” “Oh, don’t mind about me, I’m in no rush,” the woman

CATHY grunted as she struggled to open a jar of marmalade. Standing tall and athletic, amidst boxes piled high on the scarred wooden table in her new farmhouse kitchen, she inhaled the scents of woods

DEIRDRE leaned back on her sunbed and sighed. The view couldn’t have been more beautiful: rocky arid terrain rising from the sea, boats pottering about in the bay . . . Nearby, a luxury yacht was anch