It's the millennium. Babies know how to use computers.
Pets have cell phones.
Great-grandmothers surf the Net. Sometimes it all seems so crazy. When we need an escape, we disappear into Somewhere in Time. The clock has stopped in this quaint shop, with creaking hardwood floors, the scent of roses in the air, and a comforting jumble of Victorian furniture, knickknacks and porcelain dolls. It's time for tea, and we take our English Breakfast with just a few drops of milk, the way our grandma used to.