The red kimono

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

A hammock? Are you sure?” Harriet would have been amused at the horror on Malcolm’s face if she hadn’t felt mildly insulted. “You asked me what I want for my birthday, and that’s my answer.” “But you’

A criminal in their midst? Thankfully the village had its own Miss Marple

It has been a long drive, but I need to get as far away from the city as possible. Somewhere near Andover the stupidity of what I’m doing hits me and I pull into a service station, get out of the car

KATY stretched and yawned. She felt refreshed by the fragrance of rosemary floating in through her bedroom window from pots outside the apartment’s main entrance, three storeys down. She rubbed sleep

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