Everything in this post really happened
During the day I have Twitter on in the background on my PC, so I see news at happens, travel news, sprts stories as they break and so on. One of the feeds I follow is Southeastern Rail, who run the trains here in Kent.
Yesterday there was disruption around Orpington, trains terminated early and ones from the country went a different route into London.
Nothing unusual in that.
We were brought to full wakefulness at six when the phone rang. It was Mike, Jools' bother. He was in tears, he managed to say that Meg, his daughter and Jools' niece was dead.
After the shock wore off, we went to his house where he was with Jane and Brady, and it was all true. Meg had jumped in front of a train at two the previous afternoon. And that was that.
We are left behind, of course, and Mike, Jane, Jools, Cath, Jen all have to come to terms with this tragedy. Could we have done more, why didn't she talk.
And so on.
Today has been one of walking around like a zombie, wondering if any of this is real. It is, of course. Mile has seen the police, there is the story of how they found out it was Meg, and trying to contact relatives. In the end it was her fiance who went to report her missing that allowed the police to join up the dots.
I have no idea what the next few days will bring, other than tears.
Meg was 28 year old, bright, intelligent, full of life, youngest girl to have swum the Channel, high flying businesswoman, college degree. And gone.
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