A customer uncharitably suggests a radical new service

JIM TEMPLEMAN smiled at Primrose across the table. “I’m sorry the way things worked out at lunch yesterday. “That agent of mine could talk your ear off but I guess he didn’t think to involve you in th

An encounter in the hospital waiting room

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

THIS is so good of you, Primrose,” Janet said for the umpteenth time as they sat opposite each other on the Tube train. “If you say that again . . . What are friends for?” Primrose said, nudging her f

Mae pulled her car in close to the curb, directly opposite the small two-bedroom bungalow belonging to her grandmother. She paused for a moment. Mae made a conscious effort to visit at least once a we