The signal box had been designed in a modernist style some eighty years previously
The signalman (who I will call Joseph) was drinking a cup of tea
No trains were due for an hour
Rose Rosetta was walking towards the railway crossing with her three year old son (who I will call Joseph)
Nearly a mile away a lorry was hauling an oversize load
A brand new combine harvester
The driver (who I will call Joseph) was aware of the level crossing as he had used the route on many occasions
He was driving slowly
Rose Rosetta had a tattoo on the calf of her right leg
It was a tattoo of a lorry hauling an oversize load
A brand new combine harvester
As they neared the railway crossing her son (who I will call Joseph) asked when the next train was due
His mother explained that there would be no trains either way for at least an hour
But if he waited for a little while longer then he would see a lorry that was hauling an oversize load
A brand new combine harvester
They both waited and soon the lorry with the oversize load passed over the railway crossing which gave the young boy a great deal of pleasure
As the day was very warm (even hot) Rose Rosetta took her son home as he was not wearing his sun hat
She promised the child that they would return to the railway crossing and that he would be able to see as many trains as he liked
Exactly a year later Rose Rosetta kept her promise to her son as the day was cooler and the services of a sun hat were not required
The signalman (who I will call Joseph) was drinking a cup of tea
No trains were due for an hour
So he and Rose Rosetta both opened packs of sandwiches that they had purchased in the town previously
Rose Rosetta and her son were enjoying cheese and tomato sandwiches whilst the signalman in the modernist signal box was eating cheese and pickle sandwiches
What neither of them realised was that the bread had been made from the wheat which had been harvested by the brand new combine harvester that had passed over the railway crossing exactly a year previously