The morning song birds have sung their songs, the dawn
chorus, all ready for their days busy lives, flying here and there, catching
the first moth, bug or butterfly for their own breakfasts, stretching their
wings whilst flying high on the lightest of breeze in the skies first light,
colours so wondrous, red, orange, yellow, with the glint of the skies blue hue,
nothing breaks their silent world, except for the chirping to each other, it is
their time where the other world is silent and still, no hazards, no perils,
except for the felines that are still out and about, waiting for their last
prey before going home and sleeping the day away, ready and waiting for the
next prowl at midnight.
Meanwhile,
in a quiet sleepy suburban, out-of-town village, stirrings and wakening’s are
slowly happening, workers coming home from their night-shifts, the rail
maintenance workers finishing after a
long night work replacing the old for new track exhausted, and ready for a good days sleep,
the milkman making his deliveries for their morning cups of tea or coffee and
breakfasts cereals, the glass bottles clinking and clanking on doorsteps,
nestled and secluded in the corner of
the cul-de-sac, sheltered all around with leafy bushes and trees, where there
are no deliveries and the bushes and trees are silent not a sound the birds had
left long ago at dawn.
Within these walls there is a quietness,
stillness peacefulness and a warm glowing feeling that welcomes family and
friends to come and visit when nearby. Princess, Jelena’s cat snuggled up on
her warm blanket on the bed, where she always sleeps every night, the distant
noise of a ringing tone, now getting louder, louder, persistently, annoyingly,
Jelena trying hard to block it out.
“I am not answering it Princess, they can
leave a message, and wait till I get up and about so go back to sleep Princess,
and I’m joining the land of nod too, thank goodness silence its stopped
ringing”
Trying
once again to get back to sleep, Jelena tries to settle, but now feels restless
after being woken, and knows that once she has been disturbed it is hard to get
back to sleep, tossing and turning, quietly cursing whoever it was for the
disturbance, now the only sounds that keep her awake are the morning commuters
opening and banging their car doors, the engines being revved, the crunching of
gravel on their driveways, Jelena now getting to the point of being
nauseatingly annoyed, the first train through the town, blowing its horn too
loud for comfort.
“Heck why does it have to be so loud? I am
sure you do it on purpose to wake every soul up who needs their sleep after the
night shift is over”.
At this point even Princess is getting annoyed
and starting to growl and hiss, oh yeah the cat growls and loud enough to make
Jelena jump in shock and horror that her cat just growled like a dog.
“Princess you are not a dog, so shut that up
please, go growl at that lot outside and maybe just maybe the pair of us can
get some sleep”.
Silence reigns once more, nothing moving, nothing
and no one making a sound, the silence so deafening, so strange, making Jelena
wonder what will happen next.
“Nothing is going to disturb us now Princess,
love the quietness, peace shall reign hooray”.
Both Jelena and Princess snuggle down once
more, Jelena looking at the clock for the last time.
“Four o’clock this is a joke Princess, no one
rings me at this hour of the morning unless it is or was important, and oh heck
what do I do Princess? I am exhausted after the long day yesterday when
anything and everything went wrong all at once, it can wait now and I’ll pick it up later, when I have had my full
hours sleep, oh yes and yours too Princess, ok head down and back to sleep we
go”.
Once
again silence and stillness falls within the household’s walls, the only noises
remaining are the ones outside; the world is really starting to waken.
The first empty commuter train rattles at a
speed of seventy miles an hour through the out-of-town village any other driver
would have been booked for speeding at any time of the day or night, but this
has been let go as the train service runs at a schedule for every commuter
waiting to get here, there and everywhere especially the early morning commuter
who has a long distance business meeting and needs to be there on time, the
family leaving their holiday hotel after spending two weeks watching the recent
Olympic events, much to talk about when they get back home to their
destination, so maybe this driver needs to be let off, the customer and the
services the Network provides is far more important in some cases, with the
exception when there are strikes and
disruptions to commuters schedules, then there are irate customers left
stranded not knowing when or if there will be a next train arriving to or from
their destinations.
The local parish community complained about the rattling commuter train
that runs through out-of-town village, then there was a pursuing debate, and
arguments, from both sides, in the end
the local community won the battle with
the Service Provider to stop all train drivers pulling the horn to long and too
loud awakening residents to early at six o’clock in the morning when the By Law
is that all motorists do not sound their horns after eleven o’clock in the
evening and not before seven o’clock the next morning, people power in the
community won the day can now sleep a little more peacefully, especially
residents living so close to the tracks.
Time is
rolling along with the minutes passing by, the dawn has long gone, the sun
shining in its glorious colour, not a cloud in the sky, the beginning of a
great day for many to get and about, instead of being cooped up indoors after
all the rain and the dreary grey skies that has been of late, but there is one
person right now Justin O’Hanagan, from a small town west of New York, where he
grew up and schooled and gained a scholarship to the best College that his
parents hoped that one day he would attend, studying Law as his major subject,
long hard years followed before qualifying as a Junior in a Law Firm working
his way up the ladder to being a senior, gaining much experience and earning
the wage he so wanted and dreamed of, then going onto establishing his own
Legal Firm, along with some of his old college buddies, at this present day and
moment, Justin is wishing that it was not his role or job to be
Legal Advisor to the whole troupe at times
his role of making sure that every detail of their performances and
music that they choose to use is requested to the original artist’ or artists
is granted beforehand.
“That role should be the musical directors
job, not mine jeeps as if I haven’t enough to do with running my own Legal
Firms here in England and the States”
Justin ensuring that each and every member is
in receipt of the equity membership card, this ensures that they have proven
themselves to be performing artists, wherever they perform and also those they
have proven that the work that they are performing is of a substantial amount
whether in the States, England or any part of the World.
“What a headache to keep checking up on them,
which I do not need ever, they are all old enough and experienced enough to
deal with such things instead of asking and begging at times, creepy bunch of
oh heck they are all friends in need and I guess I am always the person they come
to for advise, how can I refuse? and how
long have we all been together, years and years, must be all of over twenty odd
years or more, hey I must be going crazy with this talking to myself, and all
this reminiscing is not getting the job done just prolonging that all important
phone call to Jelena, who is going to be absolutely mad with me when she finds
out that it was me that rung her at an unearthly hour of the day, or should I
say her night time, oh Jelena is not going to like what is in store and who is
involved, she is going to come out yelling and possibly screaming and questions
after questions, oh how I know my dearest of friends”
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