Perfect, I’ll see you on Saturday week around five,’ Jenny smiled as she finished the call. Her daughter Freya had invited her over to her new flat for an early supper, and she was so looking forward to seeing it.
It was a big step, moving in with her boyfriend, Junior. The landlord had let them redecorate, so they’d been hard at work putting their own stamp on the place. Jenny knew they were excited about the big reveal.
It took her back to when she and Tom had moved into their first flat on the ground floor of a Victorian terrace and furnished it with hand-me-downs. Back then, she’d hankered after country style and Laura Ashley florals. She’d made curtains and cushions. Tom had constructed a wooden garden bench and, together, they had turned an old trunk into a charming window seat.
It was just the lift she needed
They had a small back garden, where she’d first discovered the joy of growing flowers and veg. Pity Freya and Junior’s place has
