A bustling high street is perceived to be a good thing: somewhere to find not merely all the ingredients of Ratty’s picnic in The Wind in the Willows (“coldtonguecoldhamcoldbeefpickledgherkinssalad frenchrolls…”), but also face cream, sandpaper, a bunch of flowers, some
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