Toni Le Busque's stories.

I’m in my studio sorting out badges when 4 elderly people, 2 men, 2 women, enter my studio.
‘I like your pictures,’ says one of the men, who wears a peaked cap and a leather gilet, (the sort of thing a fisherman might wear while standing in a stream) and I say thank you to him.
It eventuates that the people, 2 couples, are on holiday together.
‘We’re from Norfolk,’ says the man in the peaked cap, and then asks me if I’ve ever been there.
‘Um, no,’ I say, ‘but I have been to Suffolk. Is that anywhere near?’
They all begin to laugh.
I start laughing too, telling them I’m not good at geography.
‘We’re originally from London,’ the man in the cap says and then nods to one of the woman who I assume is his wife, ‘and I’m a dyed in the wool socialist, so being here in Tory country’s a bit rough on me,’
‘Me too,’ I whisper, and we all start laughing again.