He looked after the fish

An encounter with a handsome stranger left Georgia in a spin

She’d admired the cool blonde from afar, but Teresa had no idea how much they actually had in common

IT had been a long, hard drive. Frances had left early, hoping to get away before the rush hour – only to discover that the rush hour started earlier still. She stopped for a break further south than

FOR a northern mill town, it was rather pretty. To be fair, there was more to it. The town had history. At times, it had been prosperous. At others, not so much. Oddly, it was perhaps the less prosper

THE clamour of seagulls woke Frances. For a moment, she was disorientated. Not so much in place – she knew this bedroom well – as in time. She had the odd feeling that none of the last 30-odd years ha

Sue Harragin has a clutch of old black-and-white photographs which, though not in any way exceptional, offer a beguiling glimpse into everyday life at her moorland cottage some 70 years ago. The neat