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After that walk up and down a steep crag, I sat beside the fire and stretched my legs. The hotel’s luxurious warmth soothed my aching calves...

              Daisy and I go out for air before bedtime. On a pavement bench I sit and pat my skirt. She jumps up. I tell her – my fond hab...

I’ve promised my kitchen crockery, or rather my dead mother-in-law’s kitchen crockery, for the coronation party. As usual with community...