mushroom

Friday 23rd of November
Whilst putting on shoes in the small hallway between the bathroom and the bedroom and the entrance to the  flat hear a sound. Look up, it is the son, hi is up early as well. Ask him if he is worried about his school examinations today. He says that he is not, he just woke up early today. He hugs his father, a nice thing to do early in the morning.
There is a woman with a bicycle in the alley today, she is delivering newspapers. These are newspapers for the neighbours, for people that have ordered them. She has a long list, the basket on the back of her bicycle is full of neatly folded newspapers.
Wish her a good morning.

In the main street somebody has put up a parasol. It belongs to one of the cafe`s,  a café that has taken all of the summer furniture away from the street. The parasol was probably erected by some reveller during the night. It is out in the middle of the street like some enormous mushroom.

Go on down to the bus stop. The road works have receded now, the orange fencing is now blocking the path that leads alongside the river.