Slowing down in Tonbridge....

The pouring rain in Tonbridge today reminds me of the story one of my more, and I'm sure she wouldn't mind me saying this, quirky customers in Mr. Books told me a little while back. She is a very thoughtful, poetic sort of person and she was observing a family of ducks and how they behaved on a similarly rainy evening. She was so lost in thought and enjoying the moment that she was quite oblivious that she was getting soaked whilst standing there on the bridge. She generally wears a long dress and carries a staff (I did say she's a bit quirky) so she may have looked like one of the characters in  Game of Thrones. Her deep thoughts were broken when a passer by asked her if she was alright as though just looking at the river and marvelling at this simple event was a indication that she was about to launch herself off into the dark waters below! It struck her as rather odd, and me too, that you can't just pause anymore in this busy life and take in its simple beauty. You have to keep moving or you become in some way suspicious....