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Boiler

The boiler is f**ked again. Bless it. It’s on its last legs, I suspect. This time the symbols on the dial read EA – well, when I say read it actually flashed rather alarmingly. Anyway, I found the instruction booklet and located the list of symbols and it apparently means that it can’t ‘find the flame’. I know the feeling. My flame is, some days, beyond finding. So we are without heating and hot water. It could be worse. Of course. I think of Alexei’s family and him (I don’t know how to spell his surname). Such a brave giant of man. I cannot waste more time complaining on the little things that test me. It is enough. I am chastened. May he truly rest in peace. And keep his wife and loved ones and supporters safe.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.