Look for a silver lining

A school reunion, a glass of bubbly and two fabulous misfits

An encounter with a handsome stranger left Georgia in a spin

I’m forty-four, which is too old to be worrying about starting a new job,” Jessie declared, as if saying it aloud would make it true. Though she was trying not to show it, some of the gloss was being

She’ll win Wimbledon next year, you’ll see.” As Virginia Wade’s losing this match, I’m not convinced, but Auntie Viv – or Viv, since I’m not to call her Auntie because it makes her feel old and she’s

IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

I’D seen an advertisement in my father’s newspaper for women to work on the canal boats. It said applicants should be of a robust constitution. I’m quite robust, so why not? I’d give it a go. “Look, D