Growing dreams

Paula had agreed to meet Alex on Monday after checking out. She was planning to see her mum when she returned, but another hour or two wouldn’t make much difference as long as she didn’t leave it too

Another day lay ahead. Another 24 hours, just the same as yesterday and the day before that and… However long it was since she’d lost her job. She sat up in bed and immediately regretted it. The mirro

Lucy checked that her hotel door was locked before setting off for breakfast. Forty-five years old and this was the first time she had ever been on holiday alone. At first everything had been a stress

IT’S midsummer, and this is usually the season when gardens are supposed to look their best – brimming with colour, buzzing with life, weed-free and calm, relaxing places for lounging with friends or

Weeding and pruning is her refuge from the rollercoaster of news that has shaped her career. But there’s something in the flowerbeds that can make broadcaster Fiona Bruce lose her famous cool

S a ffy and Neil had been married ...