La vida

Emily lives a life that could be described as on autopilot. She walks the drab, weary streets of a Midlands

Just Mum says youve become odd, she muttered, rolling her eyes. I remembered the fresh argument with

13September2024 Diary I watched the lights dim in a private ward of a highend London clinic, where a

Hey love, you wont believe what a nightmare night Ive just had. So, Martha Jacks mum dropped by for dinner

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

15October2025 Ive been turning over the same old scenes in my head again, and I think its time to put

The Hawthorne estate lay in a perpetual hush, its marble corridors glimmering beneath a thin veil of

Listen, Emily Mum just brought a new saucepan, Alex peeks into the kitchen and scratches his neck.

April28 Ive been hosting Easter at our cottage in Surrey ever since we bought it, and it never felt like a choice.

Listen, love, Ive got a little tale from the old Yorkshire village of Willowbrook, and I think youll enjoy it.