Ah, how that reminds me. Anyone here recall the Clapham Junction railcrash?was dumped at Richmond, finally made it into work at 11am to five messages from husband from whom I was separated checking I'm in work yet and if I'm OK. DM (then living in Oz) rang me a few days later and asked if I'd been affected and you don't come through CJ to work, do you? No, DM, not more than twice a day. To which her priceless reponse was 'well, it wasn't your line so I didn't worry.'
Yeah, I sort of got that. The idea that despite not being involved I might have been a bit shaken, or expressing horror at what happened and the deaths was alien to her.