Taking the waters

LOTS of people who meet Jean and me seem to be under the impression that we’ve been friends since we were girls, but this is not the case. I was in my seventies when I first met Jean. I’d felt rather

J e an’s hand trembled as she pulled ...

FREE! I’m free at last!” “Oh, Lionel, anyone would think you’d just been released from prison,” Jeanette, his wife, replied. “Well, I have. Since I decided to retire, working my notice has seemed like

ARE you sure, Rebecca? I can’t believe you chose Béziers over Paris,” Marianne said as they made their way towards the Saint-Nazaire Cathedral. “It’s cool, Mum,” Rebecca replied as she scanned the str

Visiting the Roman city of Bath on a weekend can be a hectic affair. Like Rome, it gets very busy with tourists, especially in high season, and Saturdays are the busiest. So on this, my fourth trip to

June walked through the sandstone arches into the small cobbled courtyard. Setting her suitcase down, she looked around, but she was alone. Walking over to what looked like a restaurant, she peered in