While Senga was helping Mrs Carruthers put the finishing touches to the tree, she suddenly asked, “Do you think this will be our last Christmas here, Miss?” “Well things are going a lot better for us in the war, but I think it might be a while yet before it’s all over.” “You know, Miss, I still c...
Never could you be on the links or streets that you wouldn’t meet someone who would pass the time of day with you. She smiled as she acknowledged the waves of a woman hanging up her washing on the drying greens, but then it was a warm, sunny day, therefore the women of Leith would think it wastef...
“Aye,” chipped in Paul, who always took his cue from Sam. “Some o us would like oor breakfast.” With a well-practised air of indifference, Carrie turned back into the bathroom and lifted the kettle from the floor, along with a colander and a jug from the window sill, then picked her way gingerly ...