Bargain-burdened to Briton Ferry and Brynamman return the sated consumers, weary from the after-Christmas sales, thinking of tea and the telly. Eventually, that is: once they've managed to pay the man in the booth at the NCP car park, who hasn't got any change; when, eventually, someone lets them out into the traffic; if they can jostle their way out onto the roundabout. It is the mid-seventies. Newly-affluent proletarians dispose of their too-easily acquired cash which, thanks to inflation, will soon become worthless. Granadas and Cavaliers, made for the outside lane, shuffle forward a yard at a time in a kind of symbolic demonstration of the process.
Room to spare on the buses though ...another sign of the times. Swansea's traffic backs up into the seedy side streets on New Year's Eve 1976, as a pair of REs belonging to South Wales Transport leave the town's bus station but fail to make much headway. The leading vehicle, new in 1971, carries a Marshall body.