I WOKE up after a vivid dream of Eleanor. I’d had quite a few recently. Eleanor was my half-sister. She was older than me – the daughter of Dad’s first wife, Dorrie. My mum only found out he had a fir

What a shame the girls are poorly. I love you all visiting, especially on my birthday,” Betty said, gazing at her granddaughter, Pat. Seeing her great grandkids was always the highlight of her day and

NEW YEAR’S EVE ”Have you made any resolutions?” Sophie asked. Emma put her phone on speaker as she poured a cup of tea. No Champagne for her tonight. “No. Every year I resolve to exercise more and tak

OPEN wide!” my little sister Mia cried, as she clambered up beside Dad on the sofa. “OK, but you’re just having a look,” Dad answered, lowering his newspaper to his lap. “No poking about in there.” He

I’m a monster!’ ‘No, you’re not.’ ‘I am actually evil. Look!’ With a sigh, Doug tore himself away from the big game on TV, and glanced at the piece of paper his wife Lisa had thrust at him. ‘You look

Most people are glued to their phones these days, but my sister won’t go anywhere without her notebook. She bought it after we went on a writing course, and she took it out of her bag as soon as I par