Pushing the boat out

M a ny years ago, I was one ...

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

S a ra could hear Malc whistling in ...

THE barley was turning gold in the fields and soon it would be harvest. Nathan had worked for Katie’s dad long enough to know how hectic it would be. Time was running out. He and Katie had been going

Serial part 1

We’re having some time away from the boat. The trouble is though, we’re not very good at actually being away. Because, when on land, we come over all nostalgic and sentimental about both the boat and