I don’t know where I was when I heard. I can remember the earthquakes and 9/11, and even Chernobyl, but I don’t know where I was when the news came through about the terrorist attack on Al Noor Mosque.
I remember the next day, though. We stopped to buy flowers and, looking around, we realised that everybody else had flowers, too. All of us drawn in silent, spontaneous community towards the nearby mosque, where strangers were receiving hugs and giving hugs and sharing
