Oh, how things have changed

I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da

IF I’m being completely honest, I did rather take Mum and Dad for granted. They’d been a huge support when my marriage to Scott had broken up, Mum popping round and sticking on laundry when I was at w

The TV presenter and novelist, who turns 68 this month, on weight loss, her unusual way with words, and why she has fallen in love with going to church

SATURDAYS were no fun when Mum was on shift. She’d made it clear that while she was at the hospital, whoever was left in the house was expected to get on with all the jobs that had to be done. Today t

I was waiting to meet a very special person, but losing one too

OH, not again,” Mum said. “What’s up, Mum?” I watched her take a deep breath as she put her phone back down on the kitchen side. It was the beginning of the summer holiday after my first year at unive