tuesday, back to work

28th July 2016

The alarm dock has become a stranger within the last four days, it's noise almost futile. But it gets louder and faster, and gets turned off.

- showered last night, no-there is no need today. Up a bit later than normal, maybe ten minutes. and it all runs its course again. The keys are hard to find, but they are simply in the wrong compartment of the bag. Make sure that the cat is inside and leave the house.. A bright day with high cloud. The Martins church in a ruddy morning illumination. The air is fresh, two women approach, not walking on the pedestrian way, but out on the pavement itself. They are conversing… 

At the church, check the bag for money, it would not do to forget that. 

There are a of Chinese tourist people around the imdge on the river, some taking walk, a couple, and a group of people taking pictures of each other with tablets.

All those smiling fires with the landscapes of hands hit behind them.

The the bus to the station,. when it has arrived.

At this time the Obusses are very punctual, there is little other traffic to delay them and fewer passengers to deal with.

        at the railway station, with all the usual people- "good morning", (the pigtailed smoket), and the eternally broken swing door. there is more activity than usual... But This is just the time of year, there are holidaymakers mingling wtth the usual commutters.

        At the cafe, the new girl with the white glasses is serving. She has a disturbing way of pointing  customers she is currently adressing, this is bad Mahners

 She slam the money on the curved glass cover to the refrigerated display when she has finally told the the change.

        and all the glass doors are locked  again, it is neccesary to force  past the people standing at the counter..

        The cafe is empty Today.

        And on the platform the mosaic maker passes, giving her friendly morning grins.