Friday, 30 May 2014

Going back in time.

Walking through Hayfield, I assumed the shit state of the road meant that roadworks were due.
But a butcher's shop with carcasses hanging outside? And who are these ragged - arsed yokels leaning on lamp posts? Anyone would think that they'd fallen through a wormhole into the 1920's.
Then I saw the cameras.




Yeah, they're filming "The Village" again. I gave up after ten minutes of the first episode, when John Simm went into "By thunder, I'll take me belt off and me trousers'll fall down" mode. If I want to see a world where landed toffs kick the poor in the face on a daily basis, I don't need to watch TV drama. I'll just look out of the window.

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