On reflection

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

…and no, not in that way. Here’s why dropped plans, last-minute get-outs and having nothing in the diary make Jan Masters a happy woman

IT was only Tuesday, and Jane was already missing the twins like mad. She gazed at yesterday’s photo on her phone. The two little girls all dressed up in their new blue uniforms and standing in the pl

DO you think this pair look comfortable?” I was in a shoe shop when I overheard this question. The speaker was a middle-aged lady. I was relieved to find that she’d been addressing her remark to the a

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

I PEGGED Dad’s Seventies’ psychedelic floral shirt on the section of the clothesline designated for “undies”. It couldn’t be seen by the neighbours. I dreamt of the day my parents would give me their