Or, at least, that was the reaction of one of my work colleagues to this weekend little explosion in Hertfordshire. As I wasn't around, I missed all the comotion. And, thanks to the news reports, I had one of the easiest and quietest drives back home on Sunday, taking just over 2 3/4 hours to get back. Everyone listened to the advice, it seems, and stayed indoors. Lets hope when it snows next year, which is forecast to be worse than normal, everyone takes the same sensible approach to it all.
What's been amazing is looking at the pictures online, on the news, and in everyone's papers today, at work. You can see why it's being described as the biggest explosion in the UK since the war.
As to what's noticable down here, well, the wind's blowing south, it's normal for this time of year. So, unless you get up really high, there's nothing outside that would suggest anything's happened. Hats off to the emergency services for all they've done, it's a stirling job, and I noticed tonight that operations have taken a stop, whilst safety is checked again.
