When Diana died I woke up with the worst hangover possible...What I remember is The National Anthem at the top of every hour, and it did not really sink in till Tony Blair gave his speech from Sedgefield, the funeral was also something etched on my memory, he sight of William and Harry, 16 and 12/13 respectively walking with Prince Phillip, Prince of Wales and Charles, Earl Spencer behond the coffin, I remember thinking they were brave to do that very much in the public eye, in front of the watching, I signed at least 3 books of Condolence to her, 1 in Durham, 1 in Newcastle and in Sunderland, I used to to goto a Day Centre every week at the Hospital and we took a walk into town...
9/11, as NYC is 5 hours behind us, I was coming home from College, popped in the shop to get some fags and the shopkeeper saying 'Look at that' I stood with him speechless, I then sprinted home to tell my mam and dad and I think the News stopped on all day long, one of those moments when I wanted John McLane to coming and dispatch the nasty terrorists(as if I was watching a Die Hard movie)...
7/7, I had not long been out of bed, the first attack happened before 9am, again just glued to the news all day...
I vaguely remember Lockerbie, The Dunblane School massacre stuck out in my mind as we had a special assembly at school...
The first biggie for me was Hillsborough, 7 years old and not able to understand what happened, just watching something I had no idea about, we talked about it in school on the Monday after and remember people asking 'Why', how is it 95 people went out for the day and never came home(the 96th died years later, never emerging from a coma)
Another I remember, was Desert Storm, my Uncle went to the Gulf in Late 1990, my Nana and Granddad were upset, my mother probably was too, again, being young, I did not understand why they were worried, as far as I was concerned he was just going to work, and doing what he had to do as that was what he did all the time...My class at school all wrote letters to my Uncle in The Gulf and when he came home, my Uncle came up to the School to talk the class, I was the proudest 8 year old in Murton that day...
Is anyone here old enough to remember Kennedy being murdered???
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