10 July 2014
Monochromatic morning, the sky still full of yesterdays rain. Quarter of an hour later, it is lighter, sound of bells.
Dry day, so take a shower? The shower is pleasant and hot. find the clothes, enclothe self in them, as every day. It would not do to forget. Imagine !
Wander around the rooms, no cat to feed any more. Oh well. Leave early, dry streets. The two bells sound with the church on the left. The building site is filled with plywood boards, huge ones. Maybe they are for flooring. They are all carefully wrapped in plastic sheeting.
The Station has its smoker again today
The Yorma girdls are laughing, happy and joking. What a change! Perhaps they just get on well together. It makes for a pleasant atmosphere... That is nice.
They are not angry, not grim. Anastasia charming as she used to be.Have they taken something? Where is it to be had?..
Sad faced Dutch, elated Argentinian football player on the silent Television. The world cup madness will be over room, to be replaced by some other topic of interest.
The hedgehog, the handbag girl with the black hair, the black haired unwashed man and-the, woman- standing about their table, as every day. How many years have they done this, how many more will they do it for?
Train fuller, space found. Silence but for the electric whine and the rumble of wheels on tracks.
. Boarders at MossyCastle, polite requests 'daw no fry'.
People assent, and continue in silence.
The train will arrive shortly in Freising.
Change there for the local, and meet up with the white lady, almost a daily event now...
'It is like being made of clockwork, and knowing that the spring is steadily unwinding, until its tension,. and power are all gone.
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