An empty restaurant; a romantic table for two by the window; soft music; sweeping, panoramic views towards the setting sun.
Who says I can't show a girl a good time?
We had planned our tryst with military precision. Stense was heading down the M6 from Scotland. If she let me know as she was passing Killington Lake Services, I could drop everything and bomb down the M65 for an illicit liaison midway between junctions 28 and 27. We only had an hour or so, but we had to seize the opportunity while we could.
It was just like that movie,
Ferris Bueller's Day Off Brief Encounter, only relocated 40.4 miles south from Carnforth Station to Charnock Richard Services. Stense, obviously, was reprising Celia Johnson's role, and I was Frankie Howerd.
Who says romance is dead?