Peter and I had been married for thirtythree years. We wed when I was twentytwo and he was twentysix, fresh out of school and full of...
I slipped away from my husband after forty years. At last I dared to live as I chose. Everyone clasped their foreheads. Relatives, neighbours, even the...
12October2025 He turned up after a year of silence. He stood in the doorway with the same battered suitcase hed taken when he walked out twelve...
Forty years have passed, yet I still think of him. One day I resolved to find him again. By chancewhile scrolling through the web between a...
He walked out for a younger Poppy. Later he rang, voice thin, and asked if he could come back. He slung a duffle over his shoulder...
I found my mothers diary tucked away in the back of an old wardrobe. When I turned its pages, the puzzle of why she had always...
Hey love, you wont believe the call I got today. The phone rang, an unknown number, and I answered straight away while my hands were still...
Im falling in love in my sixties, I announced, and my daughters face turned a shade of crimson. Mother, have you lost your mind? she shouted,...
I raised my granddaughter for twelve years, convinced that her mother had gone abroad for work. One afternoon the girl finally told me the truth I...
5December2025 Diary I walked out of the house that had been mine for forty years. After all that time I finally gathered the courage to live...
Granddad, yes! Sam, a lanky boy wrapped in a coat far too big for him, clutched his grandfathers hand, shuffling...
The Keller manor in Surrey sat poised in its immaculate, chilly silence most days, its marble corridors echoing only with...
The brides mother, Margaret Whitfield, slotted me into the worst table with a smug grin. Know your place, she said....
28October2025 Today I sat at the kitchen table, the old brass kettle humming, and tried to untangle the knot of...
The High Street was noisy today, just like any spring day here in London when the city finally wakes up...
Emily was racing to work, terribly latean absolute nightmare! If she didnt duck through the turnstile before the editorinchief, shed...
Rain taps against the windowsill of the rented onebed flat in Camden. Andrew watches the droplets trace whimsical patterns on...
Granddad, eek! Sam, lanky and wrapped in an oversized coat, tugged at his grandfathers arm, his little fingers still probing...
Dear Diary, This morning I was watering the geraniums on the windowsill when Elsie burst into the kitchen, her face...
Ill never forget the night I brought my wife, Eleanor, home from St.Marys Hospital in Devon. Shed given birth to...