Out of the mouths of fledglings

Music is in Cat Bateman’s DNA. With a dad who was a guitarist and singer, and a childhood that’s reminiscent of The Partridge Family, she can’t remember a time when she wasn’t belting out a tune. “On

AFTER a while, the hole in the bathroom floor became as familiar to Mary as her own reflection in the mirror over the sink. She contacted six tradespersons she found online before one agreed to even c

HAVE you seen Cedric recently?” Kath asked her husband, Dave. She was standing by the back door calling for their cat. “No, I’ve not seen him since breakfast.” Dave was scrolling through useless infor

IT was the smell which first drew Amelia towards the souk. A heady mix of sweet jasmine and piquant spices, together with another scent she couldn’t identify, combined to form something that made her

B ecause it’s the school summer holidays, it’s ...

PAM glanced up at the clock on the far wall of the classroom. Just half an hour to go until the summer holidays began. Six blissful pupil-free weeks, to be spent mostly gardening and binge watching pe