warm and fragile

 be the first to awaken, to get up, to make a cup of coffee.

to have the cat jump up onto the knees to have it's head scratched and it's back rubbed.

to enjoy a cup of coffee and to read the mail on the computer,

and then to lie down again for a few minutes.

The son is up later, he makes a silly face for fun, and we decide to go out for a cup of coffee to the local cafe in the local baker's shop. First repair the paper bag with the eleven shirts in it for the attention of the man who cleans shirts, and returns them nicely ironed each on their own wire clothes hanger. Use a bit of packing tape from the wife's mail order service, a service run from the home.

the son and the father go out into the morning sun, the sun still low, the son still half asleep. To the bakery,  today a young woman new at her job. But she is efficient, even if it is in a sort of a french way. Fill out a covid tracing form, every place offering seating to guests needs to make the customers fill out one of these. Then sit down and discuss mopeds and Trabants and scooters.

And when finished, pack up and go.

Wiedersehen. Or just say Wirsing, it gets the same friendly reaction. Nobody pays attention really.

Down the street, the son wandering on ahead in his lanky way. He has oily marks everywhere, due to his new found mechanical passions.

In the shopping centre, go downstairs, both wearing masks now, go to the Syrian tailor and his laundry. Give him the eleven shirts, for a modest fee they will be ironed.

He is training someone new to do the work here, wish him luck in his business expansion

go to the Aldi supermarket.

Two rolls, called baguettes, from the baking machine, still warm fragrant and fragile.