Fifty-minute wait, autumn at the greengrocer and timed just right.
1. A coffee, a brownie and a structural edit loaded on to my Kindle.
2. Passing a greengrocer. Victoria plums AND Kentish cobnuts.
3. We come to the station just as my mother's train pulls in.
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