Quotes from Ruth Hamilton

We're all selfish. It's an age thing. We go spotty, disobedient and daft. But most of all, we go selfish

tiles in the hearth at number 6, real pot tiles

he yells, you run like the wind. That lad plays you like an old piano – and you know it.' 'But he's only four months old—' Edie nodded briskly.

Paddy, acting as security, loitered

up during the war. The uppers were cut for them – all

know, when James was born, I knew in here that

he mumbled. 'You know how he hates