the first hour

today, the first hour was long ago, it was just light and the son was there, to remind of the promise to drive to the place where the old electronics are left. He wants an electronic oscilloscope, left there by a sceintist who no longer needed it.
So rise and try to shine, put on the clothes that were worn yesterday , for the main part, just let the underwear be fresh and clean.
Socks are underwear.

The son leads the way, first to the little café for a croissant and a coffee, a coke and a cake. Sit down, watch the man in the fruit shop on the other side of the street open his business. There are many people in the bakery today as well.

Leave when a family comes in. They make a mannerless show of impatiently waiting, so that they may take the window seat.
People

Then go to the place where the little black car is parked by the side of the road. The window is half frozen over, and there are no scrapers available to remove the ice. Scrub it away with the arm of the pullover, so that it is nearly all gone. Then start the engine and move off down the street, past the church of Saint Jodok, realise that there is a warning light on on the console. Stop the car, turn off the engine, then start it again. The light is now off.
Reboot everything these days, these days a refrigerator may send email.

In the long tunnel under the castle, the remainder of the ice thaws away from the windshield. But as the air gets colder again upon leaving the tunnel, the warning light comes on again. What can this mean?

The car does not like low temperatures

So stop it again.

Reboot.
The light remains off this time.
That is good.