when i woke and left the house, i didn’ t expect the pavement to be iced over. i didn’t expect to slip and in the immediate moment that followed, i didn’t expect to remain on my feet.
i didn’t expect to see one black sock at the bus stop. i didn’t expect to see a plaster (band-aid) a further metre along. i suspect the two were related.
amidst the backdrop of high rise towerblocks i didn’t expect to see a man wearing a camouflage jacket with a bird of pray on his arm striding with all the purposeful swagger and curvature of trailing arm you would expect from a man with a bird of prey on his arm. he was followed by three children, who enthusiastically stuggled to keep up.
the bus pulled in..