La vida

I passed out at a family do because my bloke wouldn’t lift a finger with our newborn to give me a kip.

**Diary Entry – 12th June** I’ve dreamt of the sea for as long as I can remember. Every month

**The Wheeled Suitcase** *Diary Entry* “Mum, I’m an adult now. Can’t I just do something I want for once?

“Uncle John, have you lost your mind? This is my room!” Mark Stevens stood in the doorway

The Second Doesn’t Mean Less “Mum, I don’t want to go to Grandma’s!” screeched seven-year-old

The son took my room “Have you lost your mind, Daniel? That’s my room!” William Thompson

She dreamed of the sea… Katie had been setting aside a bit of her salary every month for a holiday.

**A Saturday with Family** “Don’t you dare start on diets again!” Emily snapped, waving her

A Handful of Blackcurrants Edith hadn’t made much fuss about Christmas that year. Her daughter, Grace

**A Saturday with the Family** “Don’t you start on me about diets!” snapped Sophie