lower faces and proceed

22 June 17 Sound  of birdsong through the open window, is still dark, yet that bird is singing very badly, very loudly. Is it a nightingale, or is it the Beatles black bird? Must be about half past three in the morning. A very varied song, with patches of silence. Like the one side of a telephone conversation.

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Awake from a complex dream at five in the morning. Still unsure of the truth of the dream content, take a shower, then wash the teeth, will need a new toothbrush soon.
In the bedroom recieve a visit from the cat, rubbing it's back on the bare legs, then running off to check the food situation.
Read the mail, wait for the two bells from Saint Martins Church.

There are pigeons picking at the cracks in the cobbles, and male pigeon showing off for female pagan pigeons, spread-outly tail feathers, lowering them heads. Birds, there are ducks in the distance, under the town gate. The young woman, the same one as yesterday, dressed in short light shorts, tee-shirt and cloth shoes. rounds the corner from the left. Both lower faces and proceed.
Absent minded good morning for Dolores.
There are many ducks under the trees by the weather station, they seem to have driven away the pigeons.
The bus arrives, Dolores goes onward first, then Teacherman, and be the last man on board, pay with a ten euros note.

A big white delivery van is parked in front of the steps to the railway station, almost -blocking the entrance. Return the white- dressed pigtail-hearing smokers "good Morning", and go up the stairs. squeeze past pallets fully loaded with boxes of frozen bakery produce, just unloaded from that white truck. They are being sorted and moved about by a man, fat, sweaty, dressed in green working clothes. He is using an orange pallet truck to move the pallets.
At Yorma's Café wait for the coffee, they are slow today.
The bald headed man attempts to give short change, and apologises when rebuked for this.