You know, if it were anyone else, I suspect I'd feel at least some sympathy... but instead, all I can think is, "What a nice metaphor."
That day again, 20 years on. Not much drama left in it, thankfully: just happy that my Mum and my sister and I are still here and still getting on.…
Almost two decades now; it all feels oddly distant compared with current worries.
Sadly, not really a Sgt. Pepper's reference.