As I write this, a huge manhunt is going on for a nineteen year old who is one of the suspects in the Boston Marathon bombings which happened on Monday. The other suspect has already died in a gunfight with police and his younger brother is on the run. The bombings were dreadful in their cruelty but I can't help hating the idea of a nineteen year old running for his life, alone and terrified. My own nineteen year old son has just beaten me again at our new favourite quiz game, "Pointless" and is happy and safe beside me. How wholesome compared to the awful things happening around the world.
I have had an exhausting couple of days, just very very busy, and I still don't know what my future role will be at work which makes me feel unsettled. However today the weather was absolutely beautiful which lifted my heart, and after working late I ordered a curry and picked it up on the way home. James has not had a great day. On his way to work, a driver three cars in front of him stopped suddenly and the two cars in front of James crashed into it. James managed to stop just in time but he has wrenched his back and it's very sore. This is always a worry because he has had back surgery and of course does not want to hurt it again. He is going to see if it eases off over the next day or so.
We are watching "Captain America" just now, so I had better stop blogging in order to concentrate on the plot - it always annoys the boys if I ask too many questions during a film, especially if I have been blogging or looking at the Internet.
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