I’d taken the kids to nursery and we walked back (we stood an watched ants moving their eggs on a wall)
we got in,took coats and shoes etc off and I made lunch
they where sat scoffing it while I turned the tv on to watch crossroads-only that had been cancelled and every channel was showing a blue sky line (at this point I’d never heard of the twin towers)
I knew something had happened-just didn’t know what
it started to trickle through over the next few hours/days-that picture of the unknown man gets me everytime
he went to work-having a family who loved him,a name,ni number,a job,a life,hobbies etc and by the end of the day he was known as ‘the unknown man’
I remember my dad came round later that day and he caught me watching the news
ill never forget him,shaking his head and saying ‘terrorists and freedom fighters are the same,it just depends on your point of view’