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It was a gift from her aunt, but Cathy couldn’t le
Childhood memories bring a new sense of purpose to Evelyn
EXCITEDLY opening slatted wooden shutters, Evie stepped on to the balcony, greeting the day. Her delicate pink silk robe was barely fluttering in the warm breeze drifting in from the sea. She smiled.
MUM?” Becky said. “When did you know Dad was the man for you?” “What? Pretty early, I think,” Frances replied, taken aback. “It’s so far in the past, I can’t remember.” “It’s important. Try and think
‘M um,’ says my son Jack. ‘We have ...
Our straight-talking, no-nonsense agony aunt Anne Robinson tackles the problems troubling you
SATURDAYS were no fun when Mum was on shift. She’d made it clear that while she was at the hospital, whoever was left in the house was expected to get on with all the jobs that had to be done. Today t
