It is awful what has happened to that family on the M6. It is also awful about the people who have today died in house fires, in unrelated car accidents, of natural causes, after slipping and suffering serious injury, after choking on a brussel sprout, after being murdered, after getting into a fight last night and sadly passing away today. It is further, awful that families woke up this morning to find they had been burgled. Didn't think it needed saying like, thought it was a given, but apparently unless you specifically spell it out to some people on here then you must be an heartless monster who doesn't think anything. Bah humbug
Well put. The crash on the M6 was terrible but many thousands of others will have died yesterday in the UK alone of different things. Motorways are our safest roads so that makes this a shame.
It is clear that you have never had members of your family who are travelling by car to be with you. They are late. You have tried their mobile but there is no reply. You wonder where they are but you carry on with Christmas. perhaps making the dinner, perhaps playing with the kids, but there is a worry gnawing at your soul, a fear that something has happened. You put it to the back of your mind, and you carry on. It is Christmas, they may have broken down. Perhaps there is no-one to help. There are no emergency services at Christmas... perhaps that is it. Now they are very late. The dinner will be spoilt if they are not here soon ... There is a knock at the door. They are here at last. You go to the door to welcome them in. They will be tired. They will have a story to tell ... Instead, there is a policeman. He has a neighbour with him. What does this mean? The policeman asks your name. He asks if you know the missing members of your family. After that all is black. All is grief. There is an all pervading sense of loss. You have obviously never had that knock at the door. My small family had it. Not at Christmas... ours was in November. It was 42 years ago now, but I can still remember the blow of that day. Our family closed in around us and did their best to ease our pain, but nothing worked. As a nineteen year old, I went to the mortuary to identify my father's body. My mother was in no fit state. I was very immature, but I knew that it would change my life. I knew that even as I waited in the police car to go into the mortuary that day, that my life and my mother's life would never be the same. How much worse is it for the relations this family, the fact that such a joyous day has turned in an instant and has changed everyone's life for ever. Why don't you think before hitting the post button!
That's a sad story, but what exactly was wrong with SuperTyke's question in the other thread? I can't see it being disrespectful or distasteful in any way at all.
Why do people keep having a go at super tyke? He's hardly celebrating Christmas road deaths. Sanctimonious bullsh*t
Terrible story but what exactly has that got to do with me? What exactly have I posted that was so terrible and insensitive about something that happened to you at a different time of year? Was you offended by me saying death and tragedy is awful? If that is the case you must spend your entire life crying. Do you never watch the news because they feature tragedy? Never watch movies because they sensationalise tragedy? Never watch soaps because they make money from showing tragedy on tv? Or was it me asking a question that offended you? If that is the case then i hope you never deal with kids, they ask questions all the time, you'll be a nervous wreck. Or is it because i disagree with you about keith hill which is why you've taken to having a go at me a few times lately?
