Popcorn, M+Ms and Twix.

There’s a small town in the south-west.

You can find it if you search on a map, though it will depend on the level of your map and the depth of your search.

People visiting from the city think of it as a village, people from the surrounding villages see it as a town.

It has three restaurants on one side of the only bridge, another eight before you reach the old centre.

Another six there, though one is a takeaway.

And two more that you may never find - one on a back street the other by the river.

Two bookshops, five second-hand clothes shops (three of them vintage) a garage but no hotel. 

There was once.

There’s also a cinema.

The cinema closed down two years ago, and people weren’t happy but the couple that had run it for thirty-nine years retired and left. The town folk set up an association, rented a projector and showed films in the village hall.

The town hall perhaps, depending on where you come from. For most of the locals the town hall is where the mayor works.

The mayor played very little part in getting the cinema to reopen apart from making a speech on the day that it did.

Mathias played the part.

He reopened it and runs it.

He is young, still in pimples.

He’s enthusiastic in a young way.

He has added a ‘menu’ alongside the programme.

Popcorn, peanut M and Ms and Twix.