Monday 8.10am ‘Morning babe, how was your shift?’ ‘I love it that you call me babe, even though I’m 54.’ She smiles. ‘You’ll always be my babe, even...
An evening of eBay browsing ends in an unusually large number of items in Rhea’s watch list. Eventually she decides on just one purchase and pays 99p...
In the last couple of weeks I seem to have been surrounded by acknowledgement of and discussion about bereavement and loss. My home town of Falmouth...
Just over half-way through her daily walk the woman, after buying a flat white from her favourite mobile barista, takes a seat on her usual bench and...