"Had cameramen captured another submarine volcanic eruption - surely that was it? Only slowly did I realise that the deep blue was sky and the monolith was a skyscraper. Somehow in those moments the brain filtered out the explanatory words of the newsreader. Only when a second plane swooped like a dragonfly and exploded in flames into the World Trade Center did reality reassert itself..." Liz Butterfield writes in the aftermath of the 11 September tragedy.
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"It's been an eerie week out in the countryside. The weather clamped down over the weekend and the first signs of Spring were quickly covered with a blanket of icy wet snow, chilled hard by a biting wind straight from Siberia..." Liz Butterfield describes the eerieness of a country in the grips of foot-and-mouth disease.
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"It's been an eerie week out in the countryside. The weather clamped down over the weekend and the first signs of Spring were quickly covered with a blanket of icy wet snow, chilled hard by a biting wind straight from Siberia..." Liz Butterfield describes the eerieness of a country in the grips of foot-and-mouth disease.
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Where did we lose the plot?
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