The secret of keeper’s cottage

Nothing much happened in the village DS Dottie Reed was posted to – until a body was found

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

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

WHO needed London’s West End, Rex Pargeter smiled, taking his usual bracing constitutional along Utterly On Sea’s promenade. He, as actor manager at the Castle Theatre, was king. Yet, like the sunny w

Finally a decent morning after three days of steady rain and unseasonable winds. Ruth pushed her sunglasses up her slender nose, smoothed down her gardening trousers and took a hearty breath of sweet

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.