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Deirdre wished this family holiday would go differently . . .
BY JULIE GOOD
Could broken-hearted Maddie really go on holiday alone?
CATHY grunted as she struggled to open a jar of marmalade. Standing tall and athletic, amidst boxes piled high on the scarred wooden table in her new farmhouse kitchen, she inhaled the scents of woods
I’m not sure what woke me up so early – excitement or the desperate need for a wee. These days, my alarm is my bladder. I pull on a loose, comfortable dress and shuffle down the corridor of our holida
Y ou’ve done what?’ Mel threw her bag ...
CAN’T you hurry?” Stuart was saying urgently to his nurse, Alice. “You mustn’t let her get away! “Can’t you get these tubes out of me?” “Leave those tubes alone, Stuart. I’m going as fast as I can,” A
That’s it, kids!” Gemma exclaimed as the confirmed booking flashed up on her tablet’s screen. “We’re off to Portugal in just a few days.” “Hooray!” “Woohoo!” “That’s brilliant, Mum.” Amelia, Jacob and