The two firefighters who were killed in the fire at Ringmer yesterday have been named today, and I'm relieved that neither of them were people I knew. I still don't know whether either of my former colleagues or my former neighbour were among the injured, but I do feel a little less worried today.
Maybe I'm naive, but I never expect to see events that are local to me on the front pages of the national newspapers, so it was something of a shock to see the story on the front page of the Daily Mail, the Mirror, and one or two others this morning, as well as the local paper, of course. It made it so much more real, somehow - the knowledge that something happening just five miles up the road from me was the biggest story in the country's news today.
I don't quite know how to feel today - a part of me feels so sad at the events of yesterday, while the other part still feels rather detached. There are interviews and reports telling of people hearing the explosions and seeing the smoke in Lewes, Uckfield, and for several miles around, yet because I was at work, where it's almost like a bubble away from the 'outside world' I didn't hear anything, or discover anything about the fire until I came home from work. It's almost as though I've heard that it happened, but haven't been affected by it, or seen any 'proof', so I can't quite believe it yet. Things like that just don't *happen* around here .... until now.
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