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COLUMN ........................................... Lizzie Enfield Notes from North Village Illustration by Joda, jonydaga.weebly.com The eggs, they said, had been traced to one particular shop. They were, this being the North Village, organic and fairly traded with added Vitamin D and spirulina, which obviously helped trace them to the particular shop. The bread, too, was easily identified, which says a great deal about the area, its shops and the type of crime here. To say there’s been a ‘spate’ of incidents wouldn’t be right because, much as I like to call a spate a spate, I don’t think two counts and, to date, there have only been two. But that’s enough to get people talking and wondering what exactly is going on… In the first, a house was ‘egged’. Probably kids, people thought, a little annoying but no harm done, though the day was hot and the combination of eggs, sun and windowpanes meant some of them fried onto the windows and were difficult to get off. But that would probably have been that, were it not for the fact that two days later one of the neighbours spotted something on the back of his open-top mid-life-crisis car - I say this although he’s getting on a bit, so really more of a later-life crisis, but nevertheless his pride and joy and whatever it was needed closer inspection. “It looks like a leaf,” I said but, on the closer inspection, it turned out to be half a slice of bread. “Probably dropped by a seagull,” I said, but on closer inspection still, there was practically a whole loaf of bread, torn into pieces and strewn all over the leather upholstery of the pride and joy. I stuck with my seagull theory until the owner bent down and retrieved a whole loaf from the footwell by the pedals. “You think a seagull dropped that?” he asked. “Flour Pot Bakery organic gluten-free seeded,” said his daughter, recognising the loaf and its provenance at once. “Maybe kids,” I abandoned the seagull theory and was about leave him to ‘de-bread’ the car when a new theory occurred. “Perhaps it’s part of some kind of continuing art installation?” “Er?” “There’s a bit of a breakfast theme going on. First eggs, then bread, maybe in a couple of days there will be rashers of bacon draped artfully over a bush in someone’s front garden, like the spaghetti trees on Blue Peter, or baked beans arranged in mosaiclike images on the pavement…” “I think you were probably closer with seagulls,” he says. “And you were miles off with that.” “Or maybe a marketing campaign,” I persist. “Because all the ingredients come from ‘the village.’ Some sort of ‘shop local’ art installation…” “You’re a writer, right?” he says. “Right,” I say, sensing he thinks this might be a case of overactive imagination. He may be right but still, I’m looking out for Barfield’s organic sausages. Fruit from Fiveways Fruits used in some imaginative way. More imaginative than simply thrown against windows or scattered on car seats, I hope. ....37....