day one week forty five 2015

1 june 2015

        It is bright, it is five in the morning, the machines are off. In the bathroom, observe a large pimple on the left hand side of the nose, annoying. Clothes on, look in the mirror. Change the cheek skirt, it looks gaudy.

        Down the stairs and out of the door into the lane way. Brightly sun-illuminated empty alley. Church lane, dry and fresh. Every brick of the church is clearly visible, the nave window rising vertically  at the end of the street, point upward.Walk down the right hand side of the narrow pavement, cross the church forecourt, all the cobbles felafel through the thinsoled summer slip-in shoes. Through the town gate and see the bus number four standing at the stop. Watch it roll away again. At least, its wheels are rolling.

        Passing the bus step a girl with black hair, fashionable tight black trousers, hair in a swinging ponytail and a tight black jacket. Her gait becomes increasingly awkward as she approaches the town gate, her hands searchi her pockets, her bag, looking for a fag.

        Under the gate' itself she pauses for a second to ignite her cigarette, and proceeds onward smoking into  the town. She used to wear a white down jacket and white shoes. These have been changed for a black summer jacket and black shoes.

        She still lights her early morning, five thirty five, cigarette under the big gate at the entrance to the town. Some habits remain despite the weather, others change with the weather.

        There is an inquisitive 'pigeon here too, attentivelyobserving the search for change in the trouser pockets.

Perhaps it is awaiting the production eatables, of fallen or thrown crumbs. - No such luck.

The smoker at the station talking to a fellow smoker, outside the yellow rectangle painted upon the ground. Anastasia has a new colleague, and is impatient. The new girl is big, fair-haired and intent. Diligent. and attentive, listening to small Anastasia's instructions... Hedgehog is there, talking to the brown-haired woman. She has not been here for a long time now, and indeed Hedgehog looks very serious.

        The train is at the wrong platform today. On account of there being works done to the tracks down the line.

- And the way to work, in the same as always,

now light, then dark, ggreen foliage or drag, as the season demands it.

Leave the first train in Freising and change platform, to board the local train serving

 Munich city and environs,.