‘pick up my ass…’

Chloe thought looking after her mum’s cat would be simple…

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

The comedian has been thinking about death — and howling with Sue Perkins

I n the corner of the drawing room ...

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

Reenie’s unwanted night-time visitor had her spitting feathers