All the different shades

JOSH dabbed expertly at the cut he’d just finished sewing up. He’d made a neat job of it and it should heal very nicely, leaving only a line. It wouldn’t be seen, anyway, once the cat’s fur grew back.

JENNA strode along the bark-floored woodland walk in the town park, enjoying the blue skies overhead. Ahead of her ran Jonty, her rescue Springer spaniel, who stopped repeatedly to snuffle in the unde

I LOOKED at my allocated “bed” underneath the back window of the caravan and wondered. Firstly, about my chances of getting a good night since I was already sleeping badly. And secondly, what madness

So much went unspoken in her past – so much love never expressed

THIS WEEK’S COLUMNIST Broadcaster and panellist Janet Street-Porter

Iris climbed down from the donkey cart that had given her a lift from Penzance station, being careful not to ladder her best stockings, and walked up the narrow lane to Nantolven Farm. There was no si