Once upon a time there was a little market town on the border between Dorset and Somerset. Then the future came and it all seems to have gone a bit wrong. (The main photo shows the derelict cattle market which occupies a large chunk of the centre.)
Yeovil is pretty small, for a town. It's ambiguously blessed with two stations, neither of which is anywhere near the town centre. I approach from Yeovil Pen Mill station, which is very much on the edge of the place: it's maybe a fifteen minute walk into the centre.
I'm sure I'll have more to say about this place, I'm sort of fated to have time to waste here. Efforts will be made to find somewhere decent to have lunch.
discreetly stencilled on the bush-shrouded ends of an electricity substation near Pen Mill station.
The first motor-car built in Britain was made in Yeovil by Ernest and Percival Petter, the sons of a local ironfounder. The brothers had no success with their automobile but did establish a successful business manufacturing stationary engines, and during the 1914-18 war also founded Westland Aircraft, building aircraft such as the Short 184 seaplane and the Vickers Vimy. Nowadays Westland has become part of BAE, and is the major industrial presence in the town