Here and Now More or Less Modified
IT WASN'T really a time machine. Not your usual time machine with all those flashing lights, where you sit in a chair and turn up sometime else. The world had obviously moved on since H G Wells's day. "It's in this lorry," said Professor Anstruther, slapping the side of the truck with the flat of his hand. It made a dead, slightly hollow sound, as if the metal sides of the vehicle were several inches thick. Sue stood in the staff car park at the university and looked up at it. She'd...