Pan av ha bos klav,

Dhe’n medhyk yth av,

Kyns pell yth ov brav

Sarf a’y wroweth,

Y’n tewes heb koweth,

Hir yw y roweth

Y karav an nor,

Y karav an nev,

Ha my war an for’,

Y karav dha lev

Kolonn doemm ow lamma,

Treys war hyns ow kamma,

War tu ha tan ow flamma.

Thinking of all the old and vulnerable people across the country who fear the ice and snow. Yes it looks nice - but actually can kill. Many people die every year because of the cold, or after slipping over. Others decide not to go out for long periods and become isolated.

My Father slipped over on ice in bad weather a few years ago - it is thought a long period of poor health was sparked by this - he died in October.

Please offer help to anyone vulnerable who is likely to be cut off, lonely or struggle because of these conditions. Please check they have heating on. It will mean they are less likely to get ill - and it will prevent burst pipes and flooding.

Yes enjoy the snow - but please be considerate to those who fear it.

Just spent the night dreaming of you,

Confused images in strange situations,

Crying about loss and crying about the future.

Just spent the night dreaming of you,

You were there next to me walking momentarily,

Though I know not how and I knew you could not be.

Just spent the night dreaming of you,

A holiday walking an unfamiliar airport complex,

Now that I’m awake I link the meanings,

And the mourning goes on.