8 February 2016
sound of the son's alarm buzzing in his room. He will go to work today too, he has his school holidays. He will pay a visit to his fathers job. So that he can learn how to solder. The wife gets up to make sure that he is awake. He usually gets up much later, but today is different.
The cat is confused. There is far too much activity today The shower was taken the night before, the bags are packed, the son is excited. He is to learn how to solder today, how to solder his electronic bits for the computer.
Wait for the two bells, the half hour bells. Talk a little, but both are jaded. The confused cat leaves for the hallway, goes down the stairs, then up again.
As "father and son go down the lane crepuscular, cold, creepy, the two bells sound in Mortins church, The Angel's stamp collectors shop on the other side of the road.
The discount bakery is brightly lit , inside it is heing cleaned. Dolores is ahead, passing through the town gates on her way to the bus stop There is a bird singing, a thrush, a blackbird, who knows. A forlorn squeaking noise in the dark, the small bird in the bushes,. Its open beak is to be seen, as it makes sounds that would normally only be expected in springtime.
In the railway station, Anastasia serves coffee, and a cocoa for the son. Also a buttered pretzel. There is no hedgehog today, all is quiet, people are on holidays., the beginning of Lent. Watch the television up on the wall As always, television is full of people selling gimmicks. Now it is blenders to make strange fruit drinks. Blenders with taps on the front.
Then the marketing couple shows some miraculous cleaning liquid. Anything to make money. the son laughs, at the assumed voices, unheard, but always the same, the man earnest and rational and the woman exclaiming an effusion of amazement.
Her demeanor is expressive of her being so deadly impressed by this cool bloke showing her how to remove the burnt grease from an oven tray.
sound of the son's alarm buzzing in his room. He will go to work today too, he has his school holidays. He will pay a visit to his fathers job. So that he can learn how to solder. The wife gets up to make sure that he is awake. He usually gets up much later, but today is different.
The cat is confused. There is far too much activity today The shower was taken the night before, the bags are packed, the son is excited. He is to learn how to solder today, how to solder his electronic bits for the computer.
Wait for the two bells, the half hour bells. Talk a little, but both are jaded. The confused cat leaves for the hallway, goes down the stairs, then up again.
As "father and son go down the lane crepuscular, cold, creepy, the two bells sound in Mortins church, The Angel's stamp collectors shop on the other side of the road.
The discount bakery is brightly lit , inside it is heing cleaned. Dolores is ahead, passing through the town gates on her way to the bus stop There is a bird singing, a thrush, a blackbird, who knows. A forlorn squeaking noise in the dark, the small bird in the bushes,. Its open beak is to be seen, as it makes sounds that would normally only be expected in springtime.
In the railway station, Anastasia serves coffee, and a cocoa for the son. Also a buttered pretzel. There is no hedgehog today, all is quiet, people are on holidays., the beginning of Lent. Watch the television up on the wall As always, television is full of people selling gimmicks. Now it is blenders to make strange fruit drinks. Blenders with taps on the front.
Then the marketing couple shows some miraculous cleaning liquid. Anything to make money. the son laughs, at the assumed voices, unheard, but always the same, the man earnest and rational and the woman exclaiming an effusion of amazement.
Her demeanor is expressive of her being so deadly impressed by this cool bloke showing her how to remove the burnt grease from an oven tray.
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