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EVERYONE seems to have a favourite season, don’t they? My sister, for example, has always loved winter. She says there’s nothing to beat a cold, clear day when the ground is hard and sparkling with fr

I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da

I’D just let Joey, my young Labrador, off the lead when I saw Spike for the first time. It was early; the grass was drenched in dew and there were few people about. He was a powerful-looking man stand

PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe

MUM?” Becky said. “When did you know Dad was the man for you?” “What? Pretty early, I think,” Frances replied, taken aback. “It’s so far in the past, I can’t remember.” “It’s important. Try and think

IT was the smell which first drew Amelia towards the souk. A heady mix of sweet jasmine and piquant spices, together with another scent she couldn’t identify, combined to form something that made her