Strangers, Together, For New Year
There were 20 of them at the Little Chef for New Year’s lunch. Outside, it poured. Inside, under the electric mist that hung from red lampshades, it was warm, the red tabletops smooth and shining.
There were 20 of them at the Little Chef for New Year’s lunch. Outside, it poured. Inside, under the electric mist that hung from red lampshades, it was warm, the red tabletops smooth and shining.
Who wouldn’t want to live in a place that ends with an exclamation mark?
I went to Tyneham because of its history. I wanted to see a village ‘frozen in time’ with my own eyes.