Crossing the road

HOW quickly Sylvia’s life had changed! At New Year, she’d wished that the next 12 months would mean better health for her grandmother, a new washing machine for her mother and, if at all possible, a p

A short while after we married, Tom and I made the decision to leave behind our hectic London lives and relocate to the tranquillity of rural living. We wanted a slower pace of life where the countrys

Gina’s friends wanted to share the love

RIDICULOUS that after all this time it should be a shock. What had she expected? That he would appear one day on her doorstep with that oh-so-familiar crooked grin to reclaim her? To tell her that he’

CATHY grunted as she struggled to open a jar of marmalade. Standing tall and athletic, amidst boxes piled high on the scarred wooden table in her new farmhouse kitchen, she inhaled the scents of woods

The yard of the coaching inn is lit by the moon. The mud-splattered stagecoach creaks as passengers climb from the roof and out of the stale interior. The horses are unharnessed and stabled; the passe