A dose of hope

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had

ON a grey Monday morning, Jessie walked down the steps of the Sheriff Court in Stirling, her face burning with shame. At her side, a rather worse-for-wear Robert tried to screen her from the camera fl

ROBERT was dressed more smartly than Jessie had ever seen him. She fought the urge to straighten his tie. “I don’t know what to say,” he muttered, standing at the kitchen door. “It’s so obvious, the l

Elspeth wanted to get back to her old self – but was she brave enough?

When her pal from school days came to visit, Daisy had a thrilling idea

HOW are you feeling today, Mum?” Anne asked as she kissed Elaine on the cheek and sat down in the chair opposite her. “I’m slowly getting there. But I’m still so cross with myself for taking that tumb