After having had enough of feeling sorry for myself, I set off to work. I wanted to weave, but early on yesterday, we were actually hearing hopeful news from the Pike River Mine, and I felt upbeat about the accident and wanted to stay close to the TV. So I fringed.
Even though we had been told about the high levels of gas and the possibility of subsequent explosions from the onset, the brain listened but the minds were dreamily hopeful. I don't think I would be exaggerating to say many were expecting a replay of the Chilean rescue, perhaps not yesterday afternoon, but in a few days.
Mine accidents are tragic anywhere in the world. If you are someone who prays, please include the 29 miners and their families in your prayers today.