The Cooper’s Arms

Full moon Nerja

It is 4.00 am and a young man is asleep against the wall of The Cooper’s Arms. He is standing up, his neck jutting forward his forehead thrust┬áhard against the pebble-dashed render. Suddenly he wakes, his body jerks. With his head still clamped to the wall, his legs turn, seemingly of their own volition and┬ámake to stride forward. His knees are stiff, he walks like a marionette, arms and legs slightly out of kilter. An inebriated Pinocchio off to find his bed.

By Ellen Bell

Artist and writer currently living in Aberystwyth.