The High Street was noisy today, just like any spring day here in London when the city finally wakes up to that rare warm sunshine after...
Emily was racing to work, terribly latean absolute nightmare! If she didnt duck through the turnstile before the editorinchief, shed have to write an explanation of...
Rain taps against the windowsill of the rented onebed flat in Camden. Andrew watches the droplets trace whimsical patterns on the glass. In the kitchen, the...
Granddad, eek! Sam, lanky and wrapped in an oversized coat, tugged at his grandfathers arm, his little fingers still probing his own lips. Bill Thompson gave...
Dear Diary, This morning I was watering the geraniums on the windowsill when Elsie burst into the kitchen, her face flushed with worry. Shes thirtyfive now,...
Ill never forget the night I brought my wife, Eleanor, home from St.Marys Hospital in Devon. Shed given birth to three babies a boy and two...
The Hawthorne manor sits quiet almost every dayspotless, chilled, and costly. Jonathan Hawthorne, a millionaire always in a sharp suit with a jaw as rigid as...
Ellie had always lived, as the saying goes, by the book, trudging along a dull, overused lane with her head bowed low, for what good was...
Enough! Im done carrying the whole lot of you on my back! No more penniesgo feed yourselves however you wish! Eleanor shouted, slamming her hand down...
The street was bustling today, as it always is in spring when the city finally feels the warm sun after months of grey drizzle. The usual...