Friday, I 7th of November
The shower is too cool, and then it is too hot. The low temperatures seem to make it's regulation difficult.
later, the hair tousled, rubbed dry with the towel. The vaseline cream on the nose, and a yellow capsule type pill for the stomach.
all done, as they say.
Walk through the town. The rough granite kerbstone are damp, the cobblestones in the middle of the street are dry. The ones are made of granite, the others are basalt. Basalt, is' nt that the stone that the giant's causeway? In the north of Ireland.
Walk down to the town gate, see Dolores just drag herself to the bus stop. She seems to have difficulties walking, it may be her age. There is a flock of ducks standing about at the edge of the small park, a reception committee, quacking away among themselves. They all turn away, and waddle after the lead duck, a drake, colourful in his green and grey plumage-
They are waiting for the man that who comes down to feed them at around this time:. -
good morning today, only Dolores and the Teacherman. There is no bog cotton man, man with cropped hair.
On travel in the bus: There are several young men, or boys; with the hair on the sides of their heads shaved. A sort of an inverse tonsure; Anti monkish.
They are talking Russian, or some similar language.
At the railway station, wish the smoker his good morning, and in the cafe collect the final stump on the small card. That in the end of that card, on monday it way he turned in for a fresh cup of coffee, fresh and free.
Sit down on one at the stools in the cafe waiting room. One off those stools with a round seat mounted on a metal threaded pole. Rotate the seat and it will rise and fall. A solid construction.
The shower is too cool, and then it is too hot. The low temperatures seem to make it's regulation difficult.
later, the hair tousled, rubbed dry with the towel. The vaseline cream on the nose, and a yellow capsule type pill for the stomach.
all done, as they say.
Walk through the town. The rough granite kerbstone are damp, the cobblestones in the middle of the street are dry. The ones are made of granite, the others are basalt. Basalt, is' nt that the stone that the giant's causeway? In the north of Ireland.
Walk down to the town gate, see Dolores just drag herself to the bus stop. She seems to have difficulties walking, it may be her age. There is a flock of ducks standing about at the edge of the small park, a reception committee, quacking away among themselves. They all turn away, and waddle after the lead duck, a drake, colourful in his green and grey plumage-
They are waiting for the man that who comes down to feed them at around this time:. -
good morning today, only Dolores and the Teacherman. There is no bog cotton man, man with cropped hair.
On travel in the bus: There are several young men, or boys; with the hair on the sides of their heads shaved. A sort of an inverse tonsure; Anti monkish.
They are talking Russian, or some similar language.
At the railway station, wish the smoker his good morning, and in the cafe collect the final stump on the small card. That in the end of that card, on monday it way he turned in for a fresh cup of coffee, fresh and free.
Sit down on one at the stools in the cafe waiting room. One off those stools with a round seat mounted on a metal threaded pole. Rotate the seat and it will rise and fall. A solid construction.
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