Pebbles in the sand

BRUSHING wind-whipped hair from her eyes, Catriona crouched, scanning the colourful smorgasbord of stones, seaweed and shells on the shoreline. There! Half-hidden under an empty limpet. A cowrie. Gent

Did somebody say pebbleroni pizza? Delicate-coloured doughnuts, loaves of fresh baked bread... they might look good enough to eat but careful, you might break a tooth! Anna Llewellyn has found comfort in creating these beautiful works of pebble art...

Elspeth wanted to get back to her old self – but was she brave enough?

It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter

I AM someone who loves space. This is perhaps because of early childhood days on the beautiful Solway Coast. My father’s family farm was right on the beach. It enjoyed uninterrupted views across to th

I WAS browsing the bookshelf in a charity shop when I glanced up to see my neighbour outside, trying to come in. With his arms fully encumbered with a large bag, the door was proving difficult to open