Irene’s war

THE light was beginning to fade, and as Irene started to scratch her bare arms, she remembered anew one of the few things she disliked about being in the countryside. “The midges are out,” she complai

OW!” Irene’s shriek cut across the darkness as she was thrown from her bike. Winded, she lay for a moment, her heart thumping against her ribcage. Then she sat up gingerly and took stock of which part

GET these bodies moved! We need to keep this area clear.” The bark of his commanding officer reached Walter’s ears through the blackness. He stumbled towards it, peering blindly through the smoke, the

MILK?” Mrs Evans loomed over Alice Campbell’s teacup with a milk jug. The humidity in the tea shop was beginning to wilt the fabric violets in Alice’s little hat. She could see a few of the tiny flowe

YOU’RE serious, aren’t you?” Selina sounded incredulous as she looked across at Gillian in the driving seat. “So, Terry actually told the woman, just like that, that you’re not taking on any more work

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