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‘Lock that back door and get out of here,’ Geoff hissed as he hustled through to the kitchen.             ‘But I’m in the middle of kneadi...

by Pauline Howard  flat white   Right now, the thing I hate most is trawling round charity shops. Same cluttered rubbish, same stale s...

by Pauline Howard house wine Jo checked the table one more time. It was a nervous thing. The table was perfect, it had been laid by...

by Pauline Howard camomile tea I grab the laundry bag which I sorted and put by the front door during one of my night-time forays. Harr...