It is 9pm on a warm Friday evening.

It feels almost Mediterranian at the far end of Bath Street where Cafe Zeko now serve Tapas on Friday and Saturday evenings. People are seated outside.  A couple of ladies are looking at Marie’s colourful window display.  Over the road Bella Napolli are serving meals.

People also sit outside at Ask, half hidden by the olive trees.

Not far away is the Ock Street Taxi rank … Taxis either queue there or are parked along up by the Market Place waiting to get out onto High Street. There is a whole different Abingdon the taxi drivers know. And one of them, called Dave, writes very realistically about it on the The AbingdonTaxi twitter stream. What I cannot work out is that he is often 3 or 4 hours ahead of me so it could be he is tweeting from another Abingdon in a parallel universe.