- An unusually diffuse quality to the morning light.
- The smell of dirty water everywhere.
- A trail of discarded playing cards leading from a post box to the village apothecary.
- A single brown shoe in the middle of said cards. I think it was a woman’s.
- Perched on a nearby trash can was a plastic card case with one card remaining. The Ace of Spades.
- An Indian restaurant missing all its topiary…again!
- And finally a lurid poster proclaiming “Children admitted free!”
Such is the nature of things in the shadow of Stonehenge.