It is all very fiddly

31 August 2017

It is dark, the streets are damp. There was the rain half an hour ago, heard from the bedroom as it splashed down in the courtyard. There are delivery trucks, unloading, one or two people in the streets, otherwise all is completely quiet. It is still quiet, and now that the summer is past it's heighth it will become colder.

sit down in the bus shelter by the big bridge over the river, somebody has left popcorn on the seat. Brush it aside. That is it, wait.

The man, the Teacher-like man arrives, say: good Morning. He is wearing short Trousers

The bus arrives out of the distance, let the man board first, pay for the fare. The ride to the station, uneventful, fast. The driver isrough, hard on the brakes, the bus jerks and jolts. The man is used to driving unfeeling stones, or gravel.

The smoker is at the station forecourt sayd good morning there too, we all wish good mornings, being friendly people The service people in the cafe, the one with oriental appearance, and the other with her dark-rimmed glasses..

sit at the small table and watch the people helping themselves from the self service counter. They are using long tongs to extract the bakery produce of Their choice from The shelves, holding up the flap with one hard, usually the left, and attempting to grasp a pretzel, or a cake with the tongs in the right hand, to then drop it into a bag. What is the point of the tongs?

One large woman is a bit inept at all this, she drops the pretzel on the floor-The unfortunate bit of bakery produce is kicked under the table, and a second attempt is made with the tongs.

It is all very fiddly, all very complicated.

It is now six in the morning, the Rosenheim Train has arrived, it is time to leave for the platform. The train is on platform number 4 today, platform six is being repaired, the tracks are being replaced.

There is a low fog over the landscape, it covers the ground. The taller trees poke out of it, this will all disperse as soon as the sun rises over the horizon.