THIRTY
Mandy sat herself in what had to be an original, curvilinear, 1930’s brown leather armchair, oversized even for her body, and although she was tall, she felt the insides of her knees pressing on the edge of the cushion. The impression she had was the furniture in this, not insubstantial shed, was themed for the decade around World War two. She didn’t know what Winston Churchill’s bunker had looked like, but she sensed the shed interior may be modelled on it? It had that ambience. Charts of the Solent and the surrounding areas on the walls, although these looked modern, unlike old railway advertising posters, depicting steaming trains, chuffing through a peaceful countryside. The interior gave off the feel of good times past, and a readiness to defend. The posters, enjoy your countr
