When, Exactly?
My walks and bike rides often take me around an area called Littleworth Common, about four miles from where I live. To one side of the common is a small church and on each Sunday they sell cream teas. However, ignoring the aberrant apostrophe, I feel that the instructions are rather too precise.
I’d be terrified of turning up too early or lingering too long.
...ravings from the Shell... 