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When her father entered the later stages of dementia, Sharon Dal
For years I didn’t know why he was slipping away. Now I do, I’m fighting back
To the joggers, dog walkers and pram pushers, we must have been a familiar sight. Even the seagulls who cruised the sky scanning for any discarded sandwich crusts and fish and chip wrappers seemed to
If I can’t send my old unwanted items to a charity shop, I get a great sense of satisfaction if I can turn them into something new rather than throw them out into landfill. I love giving these old ite
I WAS only five when Elaine first came into my life. She was tall and dark skinned, with a perfume that smelled of roses and big necklaces in bright colours that bounced as she laughed. Whenever my da
When I needed him most, Dad was there to guide me.
I’D just let Joey, my young Labrador, off the lead when I saw Spike for the first time. It was early; the grass was drenched in dew and there were few people about. He was a powerful-looking man stand