Will they send us home?
Not much of a hope. Helminthdale Library Service has a 'we never close' attitude that thinks the Windmill Theatre had a dilettante attitude to opening hours. The Town Hall was sent home two hours ago. There's only us and Marks and Spencers open: we keep popping into each other's to give us something to do. There isn't even the lunchtime charabanc of old biddies to clutter up the aisles by the empty sandwich shelves.
We could well have been told that we've been told to go home, but
- If it was sent by email doubtless T.Aldous' email "isn't working" as per usual.
- If the message is relayed by 'phone not only is his 'phone put through to Maisie but she can't pass any messages on to him because he's made it clear he's in conference.
The boiler's blown a fuse at Seanbean Library and they're having to make do by burning book sale items. Luckily, Beryl's a trained fur trapper, having spent six months eating flapjack and beans by the Great Bear Lake as part of her work experience with the Women's Institute.