The old umbrella

WINDY, windy weather, we all blow together!” Hannah Kington laughed as she ran along the pavement, hand in hand with her five-year-old twins, Daisy and Amy. She could remember playing this game when s

A g lint of colourful rays caught her ...

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

1970 Six-year-old Anna was pleased with her newly decorated bedroom. She’d chosen the wallpaper herself. As soon as she saw the yellow paper covered in small white flowers she pointed and said, “I lik

After yet another row,Sara’s husband had finally taken drastic action

S tella is quicker than usual eating her breakfast. Taking worried glances out of the window just in case the cornflower blue sky might fill with dark, angry clouds, the sun obscured behind a mass of