Village People

We arrive at the model village and pass through the turnstile. It’s a cash only job and I wonder if a mobile signal is powerful enough around here to warrant card payments. We’re greeted by a view of sandstone buildings surrounding by a well-trimmed wall of hedgerows to mark the perimeter fence. Occasionally there’s the odd domed umbrella floating about like some kind of camp spaceship, and the odd child’s hood peeking out over the rooftops. The buildings are a bit worn down; evidently the model’s been here a while and it’s not looking its best; some buildings are desperately in need of a touch-up or it could be the rain reflecting the actual village. The best thing I loved about it was that there was a model village within the model village. I’m guessing they only built that once though. Next to this was a railway exhibition but I don’t think the girls would been interested enough to warrant the extra charge to visit this.