Loved up

A VISIT to the local coffee shop following their Pilates class had become a welcome routine for the three retired friends. One morning Lyn ordered her favourite flat white, insisting she wanted nothin

AS I hang my clothes in the wardrobe of the hotel room we’re sharing, I feel my sister Clare’s eyes on me. Through a mirror, I catch the thoughtful look on her face. It’s a look that’s often there, bu

J AS tapped the shiny knocker twice, then stepped back, glancing at Priya. “Are you sure this is the right flat?” Priya held up the sealed envelope, showing the typed address. “Number three, Oak Avenu

Come on, girls, buck up and let’s get this show on the road. We can’t stand still and rest on our laurels – we must be innovative. Improve and modernise, that’s the key to a successful business!” Just

NATALIE had done it again: spoken without thinking. Honestly, she sometimes thought she consisted of two people. There was the sensible Natalie who recycled her cardboard, and an inner, loose-lipped N

I made myself scrambled eggs for Sunday breakfast, accompanied by a toasted sourdough English muffin from the farmers’ market and my favourite coffee in my favourite mug. I had the latest Richard Osma