IT’S perfect,” I said. “Just think of all the time I’ll save on commuting. I’ll even be able to come home for lunch if I want to.” Mum didn’t look convinced. Of course, she was pleased that I’d found

AS their Morris Minor drew up before the Green Gables Hotel, Clarice Rayne heaved a sigh. Not only was it luxury to travel to the seaside in their own transportation, but she was here with her husband

DOT didn’t mind ironing, not really. It gave her something to do with her hands, and the gentle hiss of steam was company enough on most mornings. The radio sat unplugged on the windowsill. She used t

When her pal from school days came to visit, Daisy had a thrilling idea

HOW on earth had she managed to accumulate so many clothes? Carole stood in her spare room feeling overwhelmed. Piles of garments she’d taken from the fitted wardrobe now lay on the bed. She’d woken u

NOTHING said “home” like the kitchen of Nant-y-Bri Farm at breakfast time. Delicious frying pan smells hung heavy in the air and the scrape of cutlery on willow pattern plates indicated the family had