22nd March 2024
I didn’t bother even to change into my work clothes, because my friend Dave was visiting again.
It is interesting, because the conversation goes in many directions, at once, if you could generate energy from his jaw movements it could power a small village.
We talk about our history, clients that came to the studio, any that are still alive? There were alway stories about the jokes we played on them.
We we turned into the town for some lunch. We alway end up at the same place, I suppose he likes the fish finger sandwiches.
The cafe is an odd place, it closes at three in the afternoon, we will be talking and then notice that the place is deserted and the staff are putting the chairs on the tables. Even for Dave that is a hint that we should be leaving. Having finished our food, and squeezed the life out of the teabag in the pot we left, heading for the train station.
A train to Warminster was due, the small platform was packed with schoolchildren who would be fighting over the few available seats in the three carriages.
We talked about the inevitable time when trains will not have a driver, it’s probably much easier to have driverless trains than cars.
On that thought, Dave disappeared into the crowd, I expect looking for someone to talk to.
Another Lifetime to go 