A grey Vauxhall Zafira pulled up on the canal bank next to the narrowboat with the big spotlights — just down from where they pulled the dead paedophile out of the water in the Christmas holidays. A man got out and swept half a dozen Macdonalds take-out cups from the footwell and onto the tow path. He brushed crumbs from his fleece jacket and boot-cut jeans, stretched, got back into the car and drove away.
The shadows of the people in the bus queue are long. The man I used to think looked too young to smoke a pipe was there, smoking a pipe — he doesn’t look too young anymore. On the wall beside the shelter, someone has written 'I know' with a marker pen.