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Thames End Village, Surrey – Same Day
Four hours later there was still no sign of Matt but the street party was in full swing. A band had set up on the mini-roundabout at the far end of the close. There were keyboards, drums, stacked amps and Jeff, a building society manager, was at the heart of it. The band was belting out 70s and 80s covers. They were competing with a Punch and Judy show and the clatter and clamour of the local kids. If the scene had been in black and white it could have been old newsreel – apart from the proud parents taking photos on their phones.
‘Have a sausage roll?’ Sandie thrust a paper plate of pastry and what looked like sausage at Petra. ‘They’re going fast so I thought I’d better save you a couple.’
‘Thanks.’
‘How’s the teaching job going?’ Sandie was
