That's Jane for you, always moaning about something.

the newcomer never managed to make friends, a victim of the town's deep distrust of outsiders

Yet Clacton, like every other station at a big seaside resort, is bedevilled by the traditional insistence of boarding-house landladies that their clients must arrive on Saturday before lunch and leave on Saturday after breakfast.

Who lounge and who loot, and who booby about, / No knowledge within, and no manners without;