Three years ago: The first story I remember writing was about a picnic. I was very young – I’d just…

The bitch had left him. What was he to do? Who would look after him, care for him, clean the…

Do you ever feel, “there must be more to life than this”? I remember that feeling so well. Seven years…

Monologue. What is the literal translation? One tongue? One Voice? Something like that. At first you said you liked my…

I am your favourite top. M&S. Green bold pattern. You wore and wore me, but good old M&S I kept…

“I wanted WHITE lilies. That’s what I asked for, they promised me white. These are cream, don’t you see, these…

I remember the river as a fun place. F.U.N. fun, as my brother says. I can picture it almost as…

If she prayed to the river, would that mean that she had finally gone crazy? She wasn’t sure. She wasn’t…

What surprised her, once she finally got there, was how well suicides were treated. None of this “coward’s way out”…

Looking back, the pea was just the start of the problem. And no number of mattresses was ever going to…

He was getting by, managing. He was. Only last month he made it to the shop and back without falling.…

Every kitchen needs a creel. You know, slats of wood on a pulley that you hang the washing on to…

When she had to recreate her life she did a “smash and grab” in Dunhelm Mills. She bought new pillows, a duvet,…

We are what you might call the determined type of feet. We march her into trouble, we hold her up…

I want to share a magic trick with you. It is called Mirror Therapy and I learnt it a few…