free Friday, no work today. The hours worked in overtime are returned, they are free time now.
A shower, half dress, and read the mail that has come in over the last few hours, spent asleep.
The sound of the alarms in the sons bedroom, he needs to get up to go to school. There is no free day for him.
Clocks tick, tick tock clocks. It is silent and peaceful, there is hope that the building workers will have a day off today too.
and then the sons alarm sounds again for the second time.
it is very noisy.
The sunlight is reflected from the yellow wall of the house opposite, filling this room with yellow light.
seven eighteen in the morning
and at twelve midday a machine has been rented and the concrete in the yard has been cut, and removed. This was hard work, and has been in planning for years.
A shower, half dress, and read the mail that has come in over the last few hours, spent asleep.
The sound of the alarms in the sons bedroom, he needs to get up to go to school. There is no free day for him.
Clocks tick, tick tock clocks. It is silent and peaceful, there is hope that the building workers will have a day off today too.
and then the sons alarm sounds again for the second time.
it is very noisy.
The sunlight is reflected from the yellow wall of the house opposite, filling this room with yellow light.
seven eighteen in the morning
and at twelve midday a machine has been rented and the concrete in the yard has been cut, and removed. This was hard work, and has been in planning for years.
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