You know I find these vending machines so tiresome

They are meant to be tiresome

What time is the next train?

In about ten minutes

It is the last Dover train of the day

I am going home at last

Are you excited?

Very I am going to meet my distant descendants

I think I have been in Gravesend for far too long

How long have you lived here?

Four hundred years

 

I have had this conversation on many occasions

It is never different

She never catches the train

She just stands next to the tiresome vending machine

Awaiting the next train

With a slight smile pursing her lips