The village of maxley,where these strange thing happened last summer,lies among the gentle wooded hills of sussex. It is a small village, but very pretty,with an old church, sevsral shops,and lovely old houses. It is usually a quiet place, but at the weekends the peace is sadly broken by the traffic. Maxley lies on the road from London to Brighton, and our quiet village street becomes noisy and dangerous because of all the fast cars driving down to the sea for the weekend. But by Sunday night the weekend visitors have gone home, and the peace of the village returns.