Summer's leave

It's a hot day. But it has the feel of the end of Summer. The river winding through the industrial estate can't be bothered to move and the floating fast food cartons lazily bump into each other.

And the man who has been living on the island is packing up. He appeared last Summer, taking up residence on the island opposite the discount furniture warehouse. The island is only a few yards wide but has enough trees to provide some shelter. Last year, he left around September but he came back in May.