Monthly Archives: August 1999
Tell your aunty
Agony Aunt Jody Helps with Your Problems Dear Aunt Jody, I desperately need to talk to someone and I don’t know who to turn to. None of my family can help, they wouldn’t understand. I think I am being stalked by a unicorn. I know this sounds ridiculous, and you probably think I’m really stupid [...]
The animals in the wall
When I was small I used to visit my grandparents in Derbyshire. They had a huge back garden filled with damson trees, berries and currants and long rows of runner beans. My grandma kept bees in neat white hives in the waste ground near the rhubarb patch at the end of the garden. Outside of [...]
Real raisins
Scones are lovely, aren’t they? They conjure up images of Grandma’s house and cream teas in the Peak District. There’s a bakery not far from where I lived as a child that makes wonderful fresh scones. The smell of the bread baking on a bright morning is irresistible. I remember when I was still quite [...]
