For a long time now, I’ve occassionally noticed an old man sitting at the bus stop in the mornings. Quite clearly beyond retirement age, he assumes his position in the bus shelter and watches the world go by.
Over the last few weeks, it’s started to dawn on me that he isn’t actually heading anywhere. He’s not checking the bus times or looking at his watch. In the course of the last few weeks, I’ve also realised that at some point or other, every bus service which stops at this bus stop has passed him by without him making a move to get on the bus.
I suspect he is going nowhere. Just killing time in the bus shelter watching the world go by. Perhaps he wants to stay a part of the working world for a little longer. I don’t know whether to admire him or feel sorry for him.
In other news, it appears that archeologists have recovered 18 medieval bodies from the big holeright outside our front door. I knew they had been busy but 18 bodies? Our street is giving up it’s dead like Dennis Nilsen’s drains. The photo in this post was taken by my wife and shows a skull and some bones which made an appearance about two weeks ago.
on May 7th, 2009 at 8:39 am
And here’s me thinking that if you find a body in Leith, it’s packed up in a suitcase and chucked into the Water of Leith (“Local police are treating the death as suspicious” – favourite Evening News quote of all time)