Dancing in the Dark
They loved these weekend breaks. Pile into the car on a Friday after work, off to a different part of the country each time. Never the same place twice -- well, not often anyway. This time they had returned to the West Country. They were bewitched by some of the local towns and wanted, amongst other things, to return and browse through the old Market Town's antique and bric-a-brac shops. Now, out of season, they could indulge themselves and also drive harder bargains on what they liked. At...