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CALLEY’S in the potting shed transplanting spindly tomato seedlings. Her fingers are brown with compost and her nose is full of their beautiful vine-y scent. Dan pops his head around the door. “I don’

The garden has given me much joy this year, though it’s not been without its challenges! Especially the weather, with so little rain for long periods. But those two months of drought made little impac

TESS was completely disorientated when she woke up. Her eyes flickered open and she found herself facing an unfamiliar pale green wall. The room, wherever it was, held a faint hint of the new wallpape

Where are we going to have supper exactly?” Trisha’s husband, Henry, asked in a resigned tone. Trisha looked up from the basket she was stuffing with oasis and gazed around the kitchen. The island uni

Ben hunched over in the cab of the lorry, eyes cast down, earphones firmly in place. He tugged his hoodie further over his face and ramped up his music, trying to drown out his stepdad, along with the