A deadly discovery

LET me get that door for you, Ena.” Mr Chapel held open the door to reception for Ena, his head tea lady. “What on earth have you got there?” Ena shifted the two heavy bags and gratefully stepped thro

Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si

ELLA came out of the head’s office trying not to punch the air with excitement. Her colleagues in the staff-room were eyeing her speculatively. Had she just been promoted? Or sacked? She recognised th

Dear Simon, The history of Pitman shorthand told by Angeline Wilcox in the July edition of Best of British (Write on Time) evoked so many memories. I was amazed to learn that Isaac Pitman actually cre