Friday, 8 November 2013

sixteenth morning notes

8.11.2013
Rude awakening, impolite clork. Bedside lamp on rest a few minutes more. At nine past five, up. Tablet, water.
Tooraloo, slave to the shaver.
cat. caterwaul. Zeldadecat gets fed, feeds. get dressed, Zddalack Zeldaback. Zelda wail makes noises. Wants more, gets more. Finish dressing up, new clothes today. Downstairs, out, cat out. Botheration, Botheration, give up. She will return. go down church lane. forgot bag. go back, unlock door, get bag.
good morgen lady at the stop, girl with jacket wot has ears walks past. Same small girl, same jacket, same direction every day.
last to board bus t, as always. Today the driver left the back doors closed. Un till the people waiting to get out there protested. Then he opened the doors and took his money. Well, then. Well Done! Afterwards he nearly missed a stop. Old driver, now route. New yormagirl, does not know what she is up to. Repeat order. Twice,

Ballehrazen and coffee. Blog for ten minutes. see the young builder, the pretty one from the pub, on the way to the platform. Fulsome platform full, train late. Lots of people, some pushy, some resigned.
TGI effing away officious office people. 

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