This thread so far has failed to mention that Tonbridge-Wells is, as well as being the UK capital for wingeing letters, a major retirement centre. To stand in the Pantiles ( the most noted landmark of that town) is like standing in a field of bleating sheep.
Undoubtedly, on this occasion, the writer, being elderly and infirm, was referring to being in: " The good old daze" caused by having been pounced upon by the caped crusader.