And the physical one, which was apparently to get a slight cold.
*laughs helplessly* Oh god, that's so typically English. There's blood, death and trauma, and what do we do? Get colds. Sigh.
I was a bit angry, but it's passing now. Now, I'm kind of sad, kind of worried, kind of "OK, let's get on with life". Bit like after the IRA bombings and the 1999 nailbombings (and I was about a mile down the road from the Brick Lane one at the time!)
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Date: 2005-07-08 09:56 am (UTC)*laughs helplessly* Oh god, that's so typically English. There's blood, death and trauma, and what do we do? Get colds. Sigh.
I was a bit angry, but it's passing now. Now, I'm kind of sad, kind of worried, kind of "OK, let's get on with life". Bit like after the IRA bombings and the 1999 nailbombings (and I was about a mile down the road from the Brick Lane one at the time!)