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‘Dad, you’re going to have to … DAD?’   ‘What Anna?’    ‘You’re going to have to get some hearing aids, Dad.’    ‘Earrings?’ Bernard...

  Nothing like it, the chug and throb of that four-stroke beneath your thighs. But my Royal Enfield rarely came out nowadays, except on dry ...

Martha would clamber aboard her ‘magic Wishing-Chair’ and ask it to take her upstairs. Since her legs had become unreliable, it had been a b...

  They’d dealt with mysterious events before, but none so close to home. This had happened not just in the village, but in their clubhouse. ...