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“Maurice Swann”

“Good afternoon, Mr Swann My name is Clifton I’s Bank, and we are considering ht be possible for us to meet I would of course be quite happy to come and see you”

“No, I’d prefer to erly “Then I can show you e have planned”

“That’s fine,” said Seb, “but unfortunately I’ to London this evening”

“Then I’ll coates in ten minutes?”

“I look forward toyou,” said Seb He put the phone down and quickly retraced his steps back to the gra before he spotted a frail-looking gentle slowly toward him with the aid of a stick

After Seb had introduced himself, Swann said, “As you have such a short tih to the Memorial Hall, where I can show you the architect’s plans for the new theatre and answer any questions you ht have”

Seb followed the old ates, across the yard, and into the hall, while listening to hi their own theatre and what a difference it would make to the local community

Seb took his tis that were pinned to the wall, while Swann continued to enthuse about the project

“As you can see, Mr Clifton, although ill have a prosceniue to store props, while the actors standing in the wings won’t be crairls will be able to have separate dressing rooms” He stood back “My life’s dream,” he admitted, “which I hope to see completed before I die But may I ask why your bank would be interested in a small project in Shifnal?”

“We are currently buying land in the area on behalf of clients who are interested in taking advantage of the government’s latest tax incentives We realize that’s not likely to be popular in the village, so we’ve decided to support some local projects”

“Would one of those pieces of land be Shifnal Farm?”

Seb was taken by surprise by Swann’s question, and it was sowood’s property and on balance decided it was overpriced”

“How ht in my lifetime, Mr Clifton?”

“I’ve no idea,” said Seb, puzzled by the question