The mini digger we hired was bright yellow. It sounded like a bus and belched out black smoke. Phil, looking like he sat upon a child’s toy, aimed it down the garden after the hire company unloaded it

I CANNOT apologise enough for the soup, Miss Porter. I am most dreadfully sorry. “I do believe I need another cook,” Mr Langley said to his dinner guest. He put his spoon down, unable to consume any m

As a father, I should have been suspicious when Michael turned up looking so smart. He was taking my daughter, Katie, out for a meal but was wearing a neat blue jacket and he’d had his hair cut. Katie

Helen Harris always enjoyed her afternoon tea with Martha Evert, and as she knocked on the door carrying a treat of two chocolate muffins, she looked forward to an hour or two of catching up with her

M aura carried the donations bag through from the charity shop to the cluttered back room, where Terese was researching a promising looking oriental bowl online. “Excuse me, Terese, but a very smartly

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