All I want to do is sleep. I am deprived of it. I will catch up but for now I am a little like a zombie. The day must be got through, work done, domestic stuff done and then rest. It was marvellous. To see her, to see them. My heart is full with it. Such a long way, over 600 miles he drove. We talked, bickered a little, laughed, shared stories, drank coffee, tea and hot chocolate, stopping at countless motorway services. I lie in bed afterwards and the car is still carrying me. I am in motion, still. But the day calls. And work. A quick hello and to say I’ve missed you. A milky grey sky. And with wind. Too much wind. The winter is upon us. Such a lovely family. I am replete. x

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.