Dave’s mention of things being ‘quiet’ out in Marple got me thinking about how perspective changes based on where you’re standing. Being ‘out of town’ has a way of making normal shifts feel ominous. When you aren’t in the middle of the daily grind, every small change looks like a portent of doom. No offense, Dave, but I think you’re just experiencing the natural quiet of the suburbs. When you’re looking for a mystery, a missing bus or a slow police car suddenly feels like a clue. We need to be careful not to let our imaginations fill in the gaps that are actually just mundane parts of life in Greater Manchester.
Distance Matters
None taken. Distance cuts both ways.