Well, that was a terrifying day.
Mum's ok. Massive fire at Center Parcs today - Mum saw the fire and called
in the fire to their emergency number. She was on Duty Manager shift in the
morning, so she's been around the Parc all day. And Julian got called in,
too, to work in finances - the Bank's gone, being one of the areas that was
gutted.
I spent most of the day trying to get some sense out of the media coverage,
which is no mean feat, unfortunately. It seems that whilst the jist of the
story was reported well, a number of the facts and background seem to have
been sketchy at best. I guess it depends on where the original information
was obtained.
But, they're ok. Mum has to go and give a statement to the police tomorrow
morning as duty manager. I'm knackered just having worried and been doing
stuff to research it, and Mum must feel a hundred times worse.
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