On New Year's day, I spot a group of five young people round a table outside a restaurant in the Pantiles. They are tucking into enormous plates of eggs, bacon, tomato, baked beans, sausage, the lot - a full English, they call it. It is a mild, damp afternoon. The time is 3.30pm.
A patch of gorse illuminates scrub and brambles on a slope of the Common.
At the top of the slip road leading to the Tunbridge bypass, a mysterious police notice announces "Burglary Initiative. Burglars Beware."
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Full English, what a fine way to spend New Year's Day, at any time of the day!
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