Prisoneresque!

  Late this morning my wife and I went out shopping in town. It was twelve o'clock when the Town Hall clock began to chime. "Curfew time" I said to Morag, "When the clock strikes four...." she replied. It's the Town Hall bell you see, it's a Taylor bell, the exact same sound of bell used in the Village.

   Then a helicopter circled overhead, "a new arrival" I suggested. "It's either arriving, or leaving the Village" said Morag.

   And then soon after, two or three girls in piped jackets passed by, well piped jackets are still very trendy amongst both men and women. But it all added for a few minutes of Village atmosphere in town this morning.

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