There’s a Philip Larkin poem, the ambulance. About how it makes us feel our own mortality. She was young, beautiful and vivacious. Maybe it made us all realise we can die any time…
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I felt the national keening was ridiculous. One of the women at work wires funereal black for the week. I was told I didn’t understand when I said how silly I felt it was. I few weeks later one of our colleagues died suddenly and unexpectedly. That *really* hit us all hard.
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