SEVEN TEWKESBURY 2022 AD The comfortable seat of Aria’s Audi and my weariness denied each of us the eagerly-sought answers we awaited. “Wake up, old man!” The gentle, insistent shaking of my shoulder brought me out of deep fatigue-induced sleep. My bleary ones looked into his amused green eyes. “My word, you must have been exhausted, you’ve been snoring all the way here. But we’re back and I can get Ishbel to prepare you something—” “No, please, all I need is a bed. We’ll catch up in the morning,” I said, as I forced my aching frame out of the car. The next morning, I lay thinking before getting up, my mind churning over what I planned to ask my host and deciding how much, in turn, I intended to share my findings. A refreshing shower and hearty breakfast completed, over which I inf