I hop on to a train in Glasgow. Although I’m off to meet friends in Edinburgh, I have my laptop stashed in my small rucksack. I love working away from home – in cafés, libraries and especially on trai

It was one of those cool misty mornings when Lucy had no firm idea how she wanted to spend her day. Nothing had leapt to the top of her to-do list when today’s planned coffee morning with her daughter

THE Number 42 bus wheezed to a stop at the corner of Church Street. Sylvia Bennett climbed aboard with two shopping bags over her arm, filled with tea bags, digestives, cauliflower and a copy of her f

THE train hissed into the station, brakes squealing. Steam billowed along the platform, fogging windows and curling around Evie’s boots as she stepped down on to solid ground. “Watch your step, miss!”

KEIRA re-read the address on the envelope. It was Valentine’s Day and the bags on her trolley were laden with more than the usual number of red and purple envelopes. It was safe to assume they contain

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