Nineteen, twenty, my plate’s empty

Mary was as good as any lad – and she was going to prove it

LATE one night, when all customers had left the Mermaid Tavern, Morwenna was washing the used tankards. There hadn’t been that many customers that night, which was often a sign that people were engage

I’D seen an advertisement in my father’s newspaper for women to work on the canal boats. It said applicants should be of a robust constitution. I’m quite robust, so why not? I’d give it a go. “Look, D

MORWENNA MAGUIRE stood on the cliffs overlooking Black Rock Bay, her cloak pulled closely about her. It was perhaps two o’ clock in the morning, a time when all decent law-abiding folk should be tucke

I PULLED back the living-room curtains and stopped singing along to the radio, frozen to the spot. How could this be? It was a beautiful morning. The sun was shining, the birds had been singing up a s

Each month, ex-cop and psychic Nicky Alan teams up with her spirit guides to investigate an unsolved mystery. Here she delves into the tragic deaths of a brother and sister aged just five and seven