day two week forty-seven 2015

16 June 20 is.

Well before the alarm sounds, awaken, take off the air mask, with its unpleasant bands pressing on the nose. Look at the clock, its is four thirty seven. Take an early morning walkabout in the flat, make up a Tomato Randwick Sandwich in the kitchen. The kitten watches with its' beady.little eyes, wondering whether or not she is getting breakfast as well.

In the bedroom the clock sounds for five, is turned off, and off to the shower. A wet-haired return to the bedroom. Miriam the kitten is now purring on the bed.

It, or she, rolls on her back and commences a kind of boxing match with wildo's hands and fingers stroking the fluffy fur.

Check the bag, see that all the planned contents are there, make sure that the doors to the balcony are open, and leave the house.

In front of the second hand book store two wrens are fighting over something or other. One flies away, and the other flies up to the shop sign to sit on a gilded decoration there. It preens, and gets its feathers back into order.

In front of Martin's church three pigeons pick around, looking for edibles between the cobble stones.

The bus stop and its attendant shelter are deserted today, the bus driver is dour and quiet. He is the balding man with the moustache, if he had flippers he would be a walrus.

Anastasia never exchanges a word, gives change, returns the discount card, stamped, and later

puts the fresh cup of coffee onto the counter.

For the rake of decency, a quick "good morning'

A very busy young woman.

Hedgehog is there, alone. He mumbles a good morning. A short while later he is joined at the small wall table by Moustache. Both are silent today.

The silent television shows a picture of the current grecian finance minister. Mister No in person.

On the way to the platform there is a spilt mug of coffee on the ground. A young girl in tight rummer skies performs a kind of dance to avoid stepping into the splattered brews

The train is full again. A young man snores in the seat to the right, and a girl in a magenta coloured jacket  and red hair reads her electronic book in the seat opposite.

- In Marbury a girl dressed entirely in black, with dark blond hair sits down opposite. Look up from writing right into her eyes, focussed . Enlarged by the lenses of the black-rimmed glasses, they stare directly into the viewers. The pupils distend. The face colors.
 Then that stolen second is passed, look away. Black top with blade shiny apliqeé, also in black. That is it, for today. 
look away, behave.