Holidays at home

IT would be perfect for us, Cliff. Not too big, but not too small. “With two steady incomes, too, we stand a good chance of getting a mortgage. “Apparently the building societies like teachers. They t

OPEN wide!” my little sister Mia cried, as she clambered up beside Dad on the sofa. “OK, but you’re just having a look,” Dad answered, lowering his newspaper to his lap. “No poking about in there.” He

RIGHT. I have come to a decision,” Mel said one weekend, as she cleared away the breakfast things. “In that case, I’m off. Bye, Mum, see you later!” “Wait, Seth. Stay exactly where you are! You have n

What a shame the girls are poorly. I love you all visiting, especially on my birthday,” Betty said, gazing at her granddaughter, Pat. Seeing her great grandkids was always the highlight of her day and

WHEN Jade’s phone rang and the name “Mum” appeared on screen, her first reaction was to reject the call. Her mum communicated with her frequently, normally by text message, and often for the most mund

“Early last year I was reading about long-stay vacations in Spain over Christmas and New Year. “Why not?” I thought. My wife and I had spent Christmas the previous year at home in Cornwall and we both