Welcome to Hatfield. Marcia woke up early on that Friday morning, she nervously spring cleaned her apartment, despite it always being kept meticulously clean, she wanted it to be spotless when her new man arrived, she wanted the weekend to be special. She had work that Friday morning from 10.30 am until 5pm, as hard as she tried she could not get the Friday off; the landlady, Helen, only agreeing to Saturday and Sunday and that was only because of the recent trauma she had received. The weekends were her busiest times and Marcia was her best barmaid by far. Smithy’s train was due in at 2.30 and she so wanted to be there to meet him off the train, but she had given him instruction to catch a taxi to the bluebell pub in Hatfield, if everything went to plan he would be there by 3pm. Her morning ritual at work involved cleaning the tables and bar from the previous night and making sure the bar was in pristine condition for the customers; she opened the doors at 11am, not a solitary customer was waiting to walk in.
