‘No more than x customers’; this is a rural English thing. Some small shops couldn’t handle say, no more than four ragamuffin school children at one time, lest they pinch all the sweeties. It’s not a thing now, but back in the ‘80’s I remember having to wait outside in the rain before it was my turn to go and try and…

Joyce Summers died the same week as my mother.

I thought it was a good book. However, the last three pages made it amazing. Amazing!