Marmalade moon

For Sarah, it was a night that would go down in history – for more reasons than one

S u nbathing on the terrace of the ...

COCKLES! Winkles!” Ellie heaves her heavy wicker basket higher on her arm and looks hopefully at the bank holiday crowds. They wander along the pier and wait in line for one or other of the pleasure s

AFTER an early breakfast, several of the party had opted for a second cup of coffee on the terrace whilst waiting for the coach to arrive. It was another glorious morning in Italy, sunlight caressing

It’s a funny old world

THEY say that the true test of a friendship is to spend a holiday together. Initially, when this idea was mooted, Faye had felt rather hesitant. She’d known Beverley for less than a year. And though t