after having showered, sit down at the table, the
writing desk. Black jeans, the same ones as
yesterday. The cat comes over and carefully
clambers up onton the knees, stretching out and
purring. The cat likes the attention.
The cobbled alley is the same in the dark
morning, it is dry today, still the cobbles are
shiny in a dull sort of way. The people at
the bus stop, Dolores, the Taxi driver, and a
man with a suitcase on wheels, are all
standing now. The bus is arriving, check for
change, find the exact money for the fare and
give this to the driver.
At the railway station cafe, pay for the coffee
with the fully stamped discount card. This is
free coffee for regular customers. The waiting
room has two people sitting in it, enough
to occupy the metal chairs which have a
comfortable height.-This is a nuisance.
Take one of the wooden stools, they are
too high and uncomfortable.
Later on, arrive at the platform after the
usual upstairs-downstairs adventure at the
granite step. Rheumatism is taking it's toll
on the trees, that and the cold make the steps
a chore.
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