Carole’s closet

DOREEN was cleaning her bedroom window when she looked down and saw her daughter come in by the back gate. The young woman took a deep breath before she started walking down the path. Oh, no! Not anot

L AURA phoned her mother, trying to keep her voice light. “Hello, Mum, I’ve got a bit of news,” she said. “Hannah’s moving in with her boyfriend. “I need to either get a new flatmate, or try to find s

GH ’s Simon Swift takes up a familial hobby — and with it a familiar habit of not finishing what he started…

IT’S perfect,” I said. “Just think of all the time I’ll save on commuting. I’ll even be able to come home for lunch if I want to.” Mum didn’t look convinced. Of course, she was pleased that I’d found

POPPY, can you come up here?” Kim called downstairs to her fourteen-year-old daughter. “I’m busy. Can it wait?” “No.” A few minutes passed, then a figure appeared at the foot of the stairs. Black hood

DOT didn’t mind ironing, not really. It gave her something to do with her hands, and the gentle hiss of steam was company enough on most mornings. The radio sat unplugged on the windowsill. She used t