Hania was a good place for Scott’s first introduction to skiing, having just four slopes ranging from not-very-steep to something you’d n...

Scott had the sort of face you would love to play at poker. It was not hard to read his expression at the best of times and right now he ...

He undid the rope and pulled her gently in the direction of the straw, only to discover Mildred had other ideas. She had decided that alt...

They were sitting at their usual table, the one right on the beach, and had been chatting to Moe about business. Oliver took a swig of be...

Further down the beach, Vanessa was having a slightly less cheery morning. She was sitting at a beachside café flicking through the paper...

It was an easy day for her: all she really had to do was, rather like Tennyson’s account of the Charge of the Light Brigade, count them o...

There is something about olive trees that holds the attention. They look like people would if they lived for three hundred years and had ...