Thump v trump

Louise Brinton-Clarke had lost all hope until a standoffish tabby cat sauntered into her life

HAVE you seen Cedric recently?” Kath asked her husband, Dave. She was standing by the back door calling for their cat. “No, I’ve not seen him since breakfast.” Dave was scrolling through useless infor

My new nomad lifestyle is purr joy

IT’S high summer, my birthday, and Tom has marched me out to my front garden, telling me to keep my eyes closed. Tom’s young son, Ethan, and his pal, Kyle, follow us out. “Open your eyes!” Tom orders.

A tree bunny put on Facebook by the Small Press Rescue Centre. We are always glad to receive pictures of spontaneous forms and figures, or any curious images. Send them (with your postal address) to F

When my nineteen-year-old niece, Bethany, asked if she could stay with me for a month ‘to find herself’, what could I say? I’d come here myself from the city last summer to recover from a failed relat