9/11

On duty for my daughter today. A television she bought for her flat developed a fault, and after weeks of trying to get it replaced, the switchover was scheduled for today. So I sat in for her for the new one’s delivery.
All the news bulletins I watched on TV while I waited were full of the mad chaos of Brexit, on a 50 day countdown. But not just that.
September 11, or 9/11, is always a day for sad reflection, and today’s 18th anniversary of that terrible attack in New York has inevitably been the same.