Waiting

I waited in hope for the rain to stop this morning, before venturing outside of the car into a torrent of the wet stuff. My optimism was misplaced as it turns out. So here I sat, drying out while I waited for the car to be fixed, a new tyre and a valve only this time.

I waited at the station ticket office as I wasn't sure the machine would provide the correct ticket. There'll be an early start to the working week tomorrow and I judged the chances of the required staff being present at the appropriate time on a Sunday to be slim.

I waited for checkouts, and a barber to become available and then today's tasks were done.