in that out of hours jaunt at the weekend gave me a glimpse of a part of Crewe not seen ... It still amazes me it is so like another well known railway town near Southampton...
It was through the journey taken on the bus route passed derelict shops and pubs and the mazes of roads with those familiar houses from my own childhood ... staying with family annually in our birth county.
The hospital which was my destination on this occasion that was busy in quiet. Outside it looked liked no one was about. On entering it was subtle in the workings of 24/7 hidden in the depths those who do those hours seeing patients in the constant stream of arriving that does not switch off when we clock off ...
The porters with those poorly ... The paramedics handing over ... The frustrated patient who might as well go home and me completely unsure of where I was supposed to be ...
I went home on the very same bus I arrived in, with the same bus driver. The urbaness of a major railway connect town in this part of town looking like it didn't belong with the red of it ... The quiet in a busy bustling area ...
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