Would you be happy to receive an apology card? Apparently, everyone’s sending them nowadays! Sorry really is one of the hardest words – even though the average Brit says it an astonishing nine times a

I made myself scrambled eggs for Sunday breakfast, accompanied by a toasted sourdough English muffin from the farmers’ market and my favourite coffee in my favourite mug. I had the latest Richard Osma

AS I hang my clothes in the wardrobe of the hotel room we’re sharing, I feel my sister Clare’s eyes on me. Through a mirror, I catch the thoughtful look on her face. It’s a look that’s often there, bu

WHAT sort of accident?” Declan looked worried. “Is your mother OK?” “Mum’s fine,” Tara said. “It’s Phyllis. “Mel – that’s her daughter – was driving her home and they tried to cross the ford. “With al

A VISIT to the local coffee shop following their Pilates class had become a welcome routine for the three retired friends. One morning Lyn ordered her favourite flat white, insisting she wanted nothin

How on earth does the UK, the world’s sixth biggest economy, have roads with potholes like this?” I wondered as I zigzagged our car around the family-pizza-sized craters with the heart-breaking knowle