Across a stile on a cliff-top in Devon I explained my New Year’s scheme to a middle-aged couple in matching black cagoules. Her hood was tightly drawn to her face against the elements. She wore blue-rimmed glasses and was short. He had white facial hair and said “guinea pigs?” when I asked if they might help me out. I didn’t need both their names but they seemed keen to offer. I should have asked whether ‘Liz’ was short for Elizabeth but I didn’t. They were from Basingstoke.
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