Gazing out of the window, watching the trains go by. Now that autumn had arrived and stripped the trees of their leaves, the trains were easier to see.
He counted the number of trains and mentally noted both their direction of travel and the number of coaches on each one. A pattern was built of four, five, eight, ten and twelve coach trains passing by.
The fly in the ointment, a goods train, thirty-three random sized cars behind two engines.
Then his thoughts of trains went, as his train of thought was broken by his boss shouting,
âDo some work!â