A welsh welcome

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

L AURA phoned her mother, trying to keep her voice light. “Hello, Mum, I’ve got a bit of news,” she said. “Hannah’s moving in with her boyfriend. “I need to either get a new flatmate, or try to find s

DOREEN was cleaning her bedroom window when she looked down and saw her daughter come in by the back gate. The young woman took a deep breath before she started walking down the path. Oh, no! Not anot

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

IT’S only for two days,” Mark said, dropping a kiss on Sylvie’s cheek. His nearness warmed her, and she reached out for him as though a hug could stop him from leaving. Stop her from being alone all w

BELINDA, hold Felix’s hand. We’re not playing chase in this weather!” Pauline’s voice rose above the hiss of passing cars and the steady drumming of rain on the shelter’s corrugated roof. Her coat was