Siesta

An early start as the sun rises so that i can be first in the queue at the local child benefit claim centre.

I am second but the doors are not yet open so I chat with the guy who arrived before me; we talk travel .Inside I go to room 2, the woman hasn’t taken of her leather jacket yet but has already put on a sour look; do they train them to do it?

Later after many odd jobs that needed doing I park the car and tip the seat back and open the door. The cat climbs in and settles in the sun on the dashboard and I doze, a soft breeze playing on the skin under my elbow.