the mobility is gone

cold now, the old house is light and airy in the summer, but as soon as it gets colder, it becomes icy, with time and as the winter progresses the walls will cool down, the temperature will fall from warm to uncomfortable. Even the heating systm cannot really cope, the cost of supplying energy would be prohibitive.

The sky outside between the rooftops is a clear, icy blue. In the visible segment of the sky there is not a single cloud.

The cat has arisen from the place on the bed, the place beside the wife, and has wandered off to the sitting room.

Who knows what it is looking for.

The son is staying overnight at a friends place.

It is quiet in the bedroom but for the sound of the bells outside the window.
and the quiet snores of the wife asleep.

The Sunday morning call to the Mass in the churches in the town.
And all this written into a computer, broken now, unable to charge the accumulator.
So the mobility is gone.

frown

grey.
that is the light from the window and the feeling in the head
get up out of bed
make a cup of coffee brown.

Brown and grey, that is not a way
to start the day.

Very funny, a nursery rhyme.

A second cup of brown, the grey does not go away.

of course it is

full of fidgets arrives at the bus stop. He has a bottle in his hand, nervously rushes up and down back and forth. Then he stops and starts to search his pockets.

At the railway station wish the smoker his good morning.

The girl with the mole on her chin serves the

coffee today, so all is well. There is even a

seat free in the waiting room.

When the crowd of people pass by that have

just left the small train from Mühldorf,

get up and go out onto the first platform.

Take he granite stairs down to the passageway underneath all the other Tracks and platforms. There are now many people walking up and uown the corridor, in the greenish light of fluorescent tubes.

Two policemen  approach, both wearing civilian coats over their unlforms.. They are

on their way to work.

Arrive at the top of the stairs on  Platform 

six just as the train is coming in. When it

stops, go on towards the nearest free

carriage door. Press the button, and with

a" whirr" the door opens. Inside, realise

that this is a carriage without tables.

Turn  about and leave, walk along

the platform to the next carriage. stop

the door from closing by putting a hand

in through the narrowing crack between

the two  plates of the door, thereby actuating

the safety mechanism.

The door stops closing, and opens again

Inside, see that this is a carriage with

tables. Find a seat, asking the woman at

the seat opposite whether it is free or not.

She says "selbstverständlich" with a smile.

Of course it is.

Paper mug

27th of september 2018

The moon beside the church spire is still full,

still a bright disc on the sky. It is probably

waxing or waning, but it is to early to worry

about that kind of detail.

There are security men unlocking a large

gate beside the guest house at the corner at the

square ly the church. They are small people in

black uniforms, with flock caps on.

go down the Theater street, pass the bakwy shop

and go under the old gothic town gate,

good morning to the boycott on man with

his cigarette, good morning ted chores in

the bus shelter.

Tell out the money for the bus driver, all

tens and twenties, small coins.

When the bus driver arrives, he checks

them all again. Little brassy coins.

Dolores leaves the bus when it stops at

Hofwgerweg, like very day.

And at the railway station, order a large

cup of coffee, a paper mug. sit at the

back of the waiting room, writing these

mates, and wait untill six.

That is the first hour of the day, done.

The small train from Hiihldof is just

arriving, go down the granite stairs.

There are the nehgcous people, selling

their simple solutions for serous problems.

climb the stairs to the platform, and

wait there untill the train has rolled in.

Then board the train, fud a seat.

This whole procedure is due to repeat itsd,

for * every working day in the next

two and a half years.

yellow green light

leave the car on the gravel car park, it is half past six in the morning.
walk across the crunchy surface, then between the trees, then over to the basement entrance.
Take the chip on the keyring from the pocket, and hold it against the sensor on the clock-in apparatus.

Fifteen hours twenty five minutes over time.
By this evening it will be twenty four hours.
at least.

Three days off work.
Sometime.

Walk down the brick corridor in the yellow green light of the fluorescent tubes.
Up the stairs, carrying the coffee machine, a birthday present from the son.
Open the wooden door to the office
Be at work on a Wednesday.
Just as it is getting brighter outside.

And there is no enthusiasm at all.
Set up the coffee machine
Read the instructions.
Take down the old machine, it is time for it to go.

moon on a clear black sky

Tuesday 25th of september, 2018

A, having taken the morning shower, and

found the clothes for the day, pat the cat. she has

jumped up onto the chair. she reaches up with both

paws and gently claws the hand. She is not

being nasty, she is just playing.

Gather the things needed for the day, the pen

the 'phone, the earphones for the 'phone. Put the

earphones into the canvas back, see that the train

ticket is there.

See that the neighbours have put their grey refuse

bins out on the street. go back into the yard, take

the dusty bin by the handle, and drag it to the front

of the house.

There is a taxi standing in the middle of

Theater street. It has a triangular warning

signal placed on it's roof, it has probably

broken down.

at the bus stop, wish Dolores and the boy

cotton won their good mornings-

There

is a full moon over the river, out in the

middle of a clear black sky.

count the money for the bus driver, all

In cent and twenty cent pieces. It is

hard to tell the difference in color, an'

account of the orange sodium lamps.

There are five cent and ten cent pieces,

the only difference is the number

stamped on them.

Copper and bronze,

brass and silver, all looks the same,

After having fed the cat

Monday 24 September, 2018
Sound of the wake-up tune on the tablet, the sound of church bells in the distance. Get up, go to the shower, go to the bathroom.
Retun, naked, the teeth all clean.
Put on fresh clothes, leave for the bus stop. After having fed the cat.

It is colder today, and there is nobody on the street, bar a few cyclists.

Nod to Dolores at the bus stop. She nods in return.
Pay the driver, be the last person to board the bus.
Arrive at the railway station five minutes later, there is the smoker standing in the lamplight, complete with his pigtail.
Wish him a good morning.
Go into the railway station, see that the train has been cancelled, and that the next one will hav a quarter of an hours delay.
It is 

Equinox to solstice

the night and the day are the same, the day spent trying to stay awake and the night spent trying to sleep.
Both the same.
Bother.

the one is light the other dark, not grey as they would be.
But they are the same in quantities.

and now the nights are longer and the days are shorter.
less time trying to stay awake and more time trying to sleep.

The sound of the son's alarm at seven,
he had said that he would awaken to go into the cafe.
So he makes a cup of coffee and brings the same to his fathers bed.
There is the sound of falling rain outside, air fresh damp and cool comes in through the window.

Now get up, and go to the kitchen.
The kitchen is a disgusting mess.
This is a bad start to the last day of the weekend, one of a whole series of Sundays of diminishing daylight,
Untill the next solstice

the main thing

A night of broken sleep followed by a morning of sleep and strange pains, muscles tired, aching, as if having worked hard, perhaps the past week of walking through the corridors of the university taking pictures of talking heads at a congress.
And watching the scientists parties at night, taking pictures to aid some then inebriated memory.
A long sleep and a deep rest.

and sill in bed at eleven.
slow to recover now.

It is the first day of a two day weekend, the aching feet will have finished aching tomorrow.

It is a grey sky outside now, just half past eleven, and a diffuse light from the sun.
It is peaceful now, that is the main thing.

Face polished

Friday, september 21 st, 2018

The feet hurt, the shoes are light around the toes. And the eyes are heavy The cat has been fed, all is done. Now walk da the alley, pass the dmrh. A delivery track is just leaving the square . And it is dark and chilly, the air is fresh. The very few other people on the street are wearing light jackets. Feel the chill through the shaft sleeved shir go on down to the town gate at the river. The boycott on man has just arrived, and Dolores is there. Good mornings all round. There is a young man Here too, his hair short, but for a ban on the top of his head.

Wait for the bus, and when it has arrived, board the bus as the last person and pay the driver.

There is no smoker at the railway station but there, in a corner at the top of the stairs, in a fresh blue Merak is Norbert Hedgehog, face pihshed, hair prickly, Good Morning.