City of lovers

THEY say that the true test of a friendship is to spend a holiday together. Initially, when this idea was mooted, Faye had felt rather hesitant. She’d known Beverley for less than a year. And though t

S u nbathing on the terrace of the ...

Stumbling over the soft sand, Rachel wished she had worn her flat sandals. Her husband Nik, hands in pockets, walked a few paces ahead. The evening sun glinted off the silver that had recently appeare

It’s a funny old world

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

IT was three o’clock in the afternoon and still raining. It started the moment they arrived, and Sharon watched with a heavy heart as the rain took hold and the sky darkened. Even she, queen of all pl