Today’s Writing 101 challenge – to describe a public place, to make it come alive without using any adverbs…
The wooden decking of The Ancient Mariner Inn was infected with the dullness of the day. Grey waves struggled to break on the distant beach. Grey clouds were too lazy to move from their comfortable position over this end of season seaside town. These were spiteful clouds, threatening rain but, in a display of power, refusing to break the tension.
The family at the next table discussed the contestants on X Factor as they waited for their food. The older man dominated the conversation, his presence spreading across the table like a spilt glass of beer.
I put my notebook aside when the fish and chips arrived. Comfort food, and I make no apologies for that. A few more people had arrived and were busy choosing where to sit and what to order at the bar. Greyness attracts greyness. I needed the yellow chips to short-circuit the monotony.