cold

 The return journey fro Bayreuth is slightly later than expected, the original train was cancelled, it necame necessary to take an alternative route. 

The night was spent on the floor of the sons apartment on a thin mattress. Awakening was easy, but as the back was vey sore, getting up was not. Eventually got up and ma de the bed, then pushed thenemadresd undernearh the son's bed. He woke with a start and got dressed and combed his hair all in one fluid motion. He had torush off to the university, he had a practice session for one of his exams.

Alone in his flat for now, open the windows to let out the night's air. The son is frightened of the cold.

Last night was a pleasant evening in the local pub. This was a pleasant small place, all filled with um   tables at whoch card players were playing their game. There were no women there. Just men.

The som bin returns, and after a while leave the tiny flat to make the short jourNey to the rsilway station through the old town. We stopped for a cup of coffee on the way. This was hot.