Going, going, gone

Emily looked out of the window as the plane began its descent, frantically sucking a Polo as her ears complained about the drop in pressure. “You suffering?” the man in the next seat asked, looking co

Why has John rung me after all this time?’ Liz asked herself. It was five months since he’d moved out. She chopped carrots and sliced runner beans from her vegetable patch, adding them to the minced m

As soon as she’d put her daughter’s ironing away, Ruth went back downstairs to ask Ashley how the curtains were coming on. “They’re almost finished,” Ashley told her, stopping the new sewing machine.

THAT’S it. It stops right now.” To add oomph to the point, Gloria smacked the soft arms of her chair with her palms. Idly Scott noticed the small puffs of dust that arose and made a mental note that i

HAYLEY grabbed her toolbox from the back of the van and walked up the pathway. Ever since seeing the address on the worksheet, she’d been looking forward to this job. The house was just three doors aw

SOMETIMES it felt as if I was the only competent one in the family. Take our big American trip, for instance. Everyone – my husband and all the kids – had been bungling it from the start. I suppose th