The Rules of Summer When the train screeched to a halt at the low platform, Margaret Button was already
Sunday, 13thMay Dear diary, I never imagined a quiet Sunday in our little flat offCamden would turn into
I pulled my wedding frock coat from the wardrobe and an envelope slipped onto the carpet. I lay awake
My mother-in-law suggested we move into her flat, but its clearly with an agenda. Thank you ever so much
My dad, George Thompson, tells me at the age of 72 that hes going to marry his old schoolmate.
He blurted out that hed foot the bulk of the wedding expenses, leaving me to pay for the whole honeymoon myself.
I arrived in that tiny Cotswold hamlet at the end of August. After my divorce I fled the city, away from
My mother-in-law suggested we move into her flat, and I could just tell there was a bit of calculation
On holiday with the shameless relativestime to lay it all out. Ive put up with this for two weeks, Tom!
I still remember how I turned my back on my mother and felt the weight of my own guilt. You cant refuse