It’s been a busy couple of days so I’ve not had time to post. I frequently think of things to say, however I usually have no access to either paper, pen or tablet when I do, and having the memory span of a Goldfish I’ve usually forgotten by the time I find something usable.
My mind at the minute is on the people of Boston and the recent bomb attack. Coming from where I do I can understand a little how they are feeling, although so far I have been lucky enough to not experience any loss as a result of anything like this, I hope it stays that way.
Years ago I was walking around a corner into Queen Street in Belfast when a bomb was thrown at a police station. At the time I was not fully aware of what was going on but I can remember feeling the ripple of panic as people flew from the scene and the crowd made attempts to chase those who had thrown the bomb. I can remember feeling that dull ache in the pit of my stomach and probably thinking not again.
My thoughts and prayers are with you Boston. I cannot pretend to understand your loss or pain, but I hope that you can find strength in each other at this difficult time.