The beautiful area I live in by the Pennines that divide Yorkshire and Lancashire has been in the news recently but sadly not for good reasons.
We live just below Wessenden Moor which leads onto Saddleworth Moor where the moors murders took place and Keith Bennett’s body remains unfound. It is an isolated place but going over the hill from here that eventually drops down into the valley and Greenfield at Dovestones reservoir is one of those views that takes your breath away. You will have seen on the news that Ian Brady died taking with him the knowledge of where Keith is buried. Going over the moors for me is always a poignant reminder of these poor children and their families.
And now more recently the suicide bomber in Manchester – we are only 22 miles to the city centre of Manchester with the Pennine Moors between us so it was always likely that we would know someone who attended the Arena on Monday night.
My colleague, who joined my team when Helen died, was there with her 12-year-old daughter – it was a Xmas present that she had been waiting for excitedly. Luckily they stayed for the last song and were safe inside at the time of the explosion and not making their way through the Foyer as it was detonated. They immediately just ran out as fast as they could for safety -not knowing what was happening, but the sights and sounds they saw on the way out has traumatised them so they are unable to sleep at the moment. Another colleague at work knows one of the girls that died and another that is seriously injured.
The sad loss and the heartbreaking stories that people have – our thoughts and prayers reaching out to them. There are no words that can express our feelings it is all beyond comprehension but on the good side the Manchester people will come together and offer whatever they can to help.