Farmer's Market, lunchtime [Sibyl OTA/MW]
In her lunch break, Sibyl was wandering around the back of the farmers' market today, with a large coffee in her hand.
She was looking for Allan's studio. Farriery round the back, he had said? Did this look like a stable yard here?
It might have been. Amazing how some horse-age infrastructure had survived here, reused for lots of other things.
If she didn't find Allan, she'd just ask somebody.