the automatic wakening by mechanical device, works every day.
It was not necessary today. It is the doctors day today, at least a doctors appointment at eight, probably needs an hours wait in the waiting room,
rest in bed till six, a major luxury, this does not happen every day.
And all the noisy bells at six! Churches everywhere in Landshut, ursulineses jodoks martins and all the others too, the names not known now.
get up, prepare the coffee maker and go for a quick wash and shower. It is grey and placid outside, a small town in the early morning, no more.
The little cat is running around, jumping on tables, wanting attention.
Sit in the living room, drink coffee, catch the news, it is one hour and thirteen minutes untill the appointment.
And hear the family’s alarm clock sound, an unpleasant honking noise.
And at eleven minutes to seven the sound of traffic outside increases.
And the sons telephone awakens him withthe sound of a submarine’s klaxon, a regular honking noise.
A morning complete with a steady hiss in the head, and a fast run downstairs to put out the rubbish ready for the bin collection.
Punctually at seven, the workmen in the building site opposite start work, clattering with their tools and buckets. That infamous teutonic punctuality.
It was not necessary today. It is the doctors day today, at least a doctors appointment at eight, probably needs an hours wait in the waiting room,
rest in bed till six, a major luxury, this does not happen every day.
And all the noisy bells at six! Churches everywhere in Landshut, ursulineses jodoks martins and all the others too, the names not known now.
get up, prepare the coffee maker and go for a quick wash and shower. It is grey and placid outside, a small town in the early morning, no more.
The little cat is running around, jumping on tables, wanting attention.
Sit in the living room, drink coffee, catch the news, it is one hour and thirteen minutes untill the appointment.
And hear the family’s alarm clock sound, an unpleasant honking noise.
And at eleven minutes to seven the sound of traffic outside increases.
And the sons telephone awakens him withthe sound of a submarine’s klaxon, a regular honking noise.
A morning complete with a steady hiss in the head, and a fast run downstairs to put out the rubbish ready for the bin collection.
Punctually at seven, the workmen in the building site opposite start work, clattering with their tools and buckets. That infamous teutonic punctuality.
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