“you are the best at doing fried eggs”

Ellie’s new friend made a suggestion – and it was bloomin’ marvellous

IT’S the night of a Stuart-style banquet in the Lush Places community pub. We mustn’t be late, because Mr Grigg and I are the ones who persuaded Mr and Mrs Springbok and the rest of the pub committee

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

OH, how I was looking forward to my birthday! Now that the war was finally over, I could have a proper party, like I’d had when I was small. All through the years, I’d never forgotten how my little ch

RETIREMENT, for Maisie, had exceeded all expectations so far. In the year since she’d stopped working, she had established a new daily routine that involved lots of walking, reading and meeting friend

DEIRDRE leaned back on her sunbed and sighed. The view couldn’t have been more beautiful: rocky arid terrain rising from the sea, boats pottering about in the bay . . . Nearby, a luxury yacht was anch