High Chair

There was a high chair outside the new Barnardo’s shop on Terrace Road, just beside the sign saying Please Don’t Leave Donations Outside When the Shop is Closed. It was white plastic with a lime-green seat. And there was a mug on its tray with SPORTS DIRECT written on it. The Christmas tree inside the Hot Dumpling Chinese Takeaway was on as I walked past. But there were no lights on in The Pelican Bakery, and no baker had turned up either when I made my way home. I hope all is well. I missed the smells. The chatter and hiss of the starlings under the pier grows stronger – perhaps they are waking and readying for their murmuration. I stood awhile and watched a fishing boat trying to manoeuvre into its mooring. At least I think that was what it was doing. It took an age and was still doing it when I turned back into town. Another one was still out there at sea. I saw its light and it seemed to be following me.

It’s not so cold today.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.