Walton Merritt

28May2024 Diary I sit by the kitchen fire, the old oak beams creaking as the wind whistles over the fields

Time for Me Natalies alarm blared at 6:30am, even though she could have slept in a bit longer.

28October2025 Im furious tonight. Ive just had another blowup with my mother and I cant even bring myself

30April2025 Dear Diary, Ive been watching my daughter Emilys love life unfold like a neverending soap

A rustcaked council car rolled up to the tip. A huge, drab grey rag shot out onto the concrete slab.

Hey love, youll never guess whats happened with Poppy lately. So my little one, Tommy, was already toddling

Dear Diary, I’m 45 now, and I’ve stopped opening my front door to visitors. These days, some

The envelope landed on the kitchen table like a thunderclap. My daughter, Ethel, had slipped me an invitation

The Christmas table was crowded, the old oak in the corner of the dining room sweating under a wreath of holly.

14December2025 I finally bought a farm to spend my retirement, but my son wanted to turn it into a weekend