The family in the fog

It is a documentary about homelessness, maybe. We are outside a cinema or hotel foyer looking out. There is a thick fog and a family climb out of a taxi, rather old-fashioned with big coats and unload a large number of packing cases and boxes. We hear a woman’s voice saying ‘You can’t stay here. There’s no accommodation here.” The man replies “we are a family of travelling performers. These are our props. We do mime.” The woman says, “OK, go round to the right to the stage door”. Here you can see they have an amplifer and boxes of costumes. As they are waiting and getting ready to go on, I see H and an older woman. I say “One day we will all be living together”. The older woman says, “We already are.” And then I cover my face. I am overcome with emotion.