Set in Stone

  It was Ethel and Martha’s usual routine to go for a ride on a Sunday afternoon. Not for them the lycra-clad, bottled-water swigging, bright young things down at the gymnasium. No, a pair of good stout brogues, a sensible tweed skirt, bicycle clips and the wind blowing through their head-scarved pink-permed hair was the …

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Under the fridge

You know that feeling when you have to move an appliance that hasn't been touched for years, and you're a little apprehensive about what you might find underneath? That was all I needed. The train was late, I got drenched and now the kitchen was swimming in water. ‘What on earth has happened in here? …

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