The chippie in Little Mount Sion.
I buy a book in the Oxfam charity shop in Mount Pleasant. . Sitting behind the counter is a girl talking to the assistant. "Do you like reading?" asks the girl. "Yes," I say. "Do you?" I've only read one book," she says. "What is that?" "Fifty Shades of Grey". "Is that all?" "I read loads at school, but not any more."
The cold wind over Tunbridge Wells this morning carries the smell of roasting meat.
My new story just posted on One Fine Day is about how an acquaintance turned into a frog and I into a seagull.