One of several town centre car parks in Yeovil, Somerset. I wonder why the main shopping street is full of pound shops, pawn shops, and “to let” signs?
In 2002 I took half a dozen driving lessons in Yeovil, because that was the done thing. I got in the driving seat, was instructed to race down the dual carriageway, and found myself in Yeovil. I think the Pavlovian conditioning might explain a lot of what has happened since.
Dawn Foster
Ed Gerstner
Joe Dunckley