I know hundreds, thousands, of others haven't been that lucky, and so, my thoughts are with you.
Sunday, 13 March 2011
Friday night, in a crowded restaurant, my phone starts buzzing on the table beside me. It is M; he and his parents, who hare in Japan visiting him, are safe. I hadn't been overly worried, I had kept my eye on the live blogs all day Friday, known that communications were down and that he was unlikely to be in touch immediately, was pretty sure their travel itinerary wasn't taking them North. But still, but still, when he called, the relief was there.