Vince reached the familiar streets of the old industrial area. The factories lay silent and rusting. Sitting on the same bench he had used for forty years, he sat and had his lunch, looking at the workplace he had devoted the best years of his life to in the distance. A siren sounded, followed by … Continue reading RELEASED
The signalman wrenched the last heavy lever into place and watched the long freight train slide passed him. He sat back at his old, beaten up desk, checked off the last piece of paperwork and filed it away. That was it. No fanfare, no applause, no big farewell. Tomorrow morning the computers would take over, … Continue reading THE SIGNALMAN
Iain Kelly 