There’s no shortage of sandwich bars and cafés, but we opt instead for some hot food and seek a bar offering pub grub. Once inside, we see a group of people congregating around the bar while the dining area remains quiet. We select a brightly illuminated table close to the window. A nearby radiator is blasting out heat, so we remove our jackets and hang them over our seats.
After spending time in the salt air, I feel thirsty, but, having consumed more alcohol than I’d intended last night, I stick to soda water and lime, a pint. As Jenny’s driving, she too, orders a soft drink and Alesha, not to be different, follows our example. I still don’t feel like eating anything very heavy, so I order a bowl of homemade lentil soup, accompanied by a wedge of crusty loaf. Alesha has similar, with the
