Just another winter’s tale

ARE you still available to look after the twins next week?” Jill winced as she heard her sister Claire’s question. She turned away to fill the kettle, trying to avoid eye contact. “Tell me you haven’t

WHY do we still come to the Lakes?” Livvy groaned. “It always rains. Most of my friends have gone to Spain or Greece for their summer holiday. “They’ll come back with tans and photos of sandy beaches

I LOOKED at my allocated “bed” underneath the back window of the caravan and wondered. Firstly, about my chances of getting a good night since I was already sleeping badly. And secondly, what madness

WHEN we left England, it was teeming with rain; here in Umbria, the heat is so fierce it could render you senseless. Especially if you’re marooned with a flat tyre on a little winding road somewhere o

Joan knew her plan was a daring one, but would it work?

It has been a long drive, but I need to get as far away from the city as possible. Somewhere near Andover the stupidity of what I’m doing hits me and I pull into a service station, get out of the car