How sad to hear this afternoon that the body of a missing
twelve year old has been found. The last
sighting of her was at her grandmother’s house, where she was supposed to have
set off from to a local shopping mall to buy shoes. Worse is that her body was
found in her grandmother’s house and the police are looking for grannies 37 year
old druggie partner. OK I am as guilt as
the next person in assuming that he is the one responsible. Time will tell.
What is sad too is that the tragedy of this family has been overshadowed by the
Olympics. I’ve written about this subject before, about how for us simple folk
even though our world has come crashing about our ears the wider word just keeps
on turning.
The Olympics have almost finished and little ole NZ has done
pretty well, four golds, three silvers and five bronzes. The man and I will be
pleased when it is all over, as will some businesses in Mill Hill who,
according to the local paper, have had no come through their doors for almost two
weeks. Why, because the locals who would normally be regular customers have
either fled the country or stayed away in droves and watched the games on TV.
Apart from
the construction site I also came across memorials to those from the banking industry who lost their lives in the first and second world wars.
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