BASED ON TRUE EVENTS: It’s a Friday night, mid-September, you are hungry and you are in Filey. You make your way to the chippy, only to find that it closed at 7pm.
7pm. On a Friday night.
Slowly, the awful reality of your predicament sinks in as you walk past the shop selling Wehrmacht militaria and CD’s of ‘Marching Anthems of the Waffen SS’. The terror mounts as you realise that despite the fact that you’re in your 40s, you appear to be the youngest person alive. Is this some sort of reverse Logan’s Run? How did end up here and more importantly, how do you get out? You can’t. The last train left hours ago and now you belong to this strange, claustraphobic place. Filey: Never by choice.
Printed on 350gsm card, this A6 Rubbish Seaside postcard is an ideal way to settle some scores for ruined summers and dashed childhood dreams.